Hold on it’s coming
Hold on boy
Hold on it’s coming
Little blind fish in a wide river
What is the gift, who is the giver?
Little blind fish staring at a mirror
Can you see anyone, is it getting any nearer?
Who’s at the backdoor sitting on the wood step? (Hold on boy)
Who’s on the reel trying to bring the fish in? (Hold on its coming)
Who’s in the cornfield looking like a scarecrow? (Hold on boy)
Who’s in the way on the proud highway? (Hold on its coming)
Tattered old lion sitting in a cage
He bit off his tail in a blind rage
And then old blackbird sittin’ up a tree
Saying this is the end now, can’t you all see?
It’s all gone
Who’s at the backdoor sitting on the wood step? (Hold on boy)
Who’s on the reel trying to bring the fish in? (Hold on it’s coming, solid gone)
Who’s in the cornfield sitting with the scarecrow? (Hold on boy)
Who’s in the way on the proud highway? (Hold on it’s coming)