You told me to hold on here  To hold on like day old beer  To hold on for your return  May I yearn and burn?  I sit in my rocking chair  And swing like a doctrinaire  On things that won't be so  Up and down  Day by day, all night long,  All the years you have been gone  I hold on here  Till the cows come home  The bitterness inside me  Embraces me totally  And opens me finally  I have been alone  I hold on a rocking chair again  And swing like a doctrinaire again  On things that won't be so  Up and down  Day by day, all night long,  All the years you have been gone  I hold on here  Till the cows come home  Oh god I'm yearning,  I'm always burning  For things that are gone  But now I'm learning  To stop turning around, to hold on  That's not a song about you,  not about me, not about anyone  Maybe an outstanding account to be paid  For all the days, all night long, all the years  I hold on till the cows come home