On a street called “Straight” I was running blind,
Had to change my name, had to change my mind,
Been out in the desert, been lost at sea,
I’ve paid some dues you would not believe.
Seems I’ve lived my whole life under the gun,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come,
No escape, no way I could run,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come.
Been down by love, down by law,
I don’t care; you can have it all,
Don’t need no money; take it from me,
What I give to you, you can have for free.
Seems I’ve had to live my life on the run,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come,
I will walk by faith ‘til my walking is done,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come.
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding,
Holding on.
If I ever get back to Jerusalem it’ll be as a sacrificial lamb,
And if I end my days in the courts of Rome I’ll be on that road that leads me home.
Seems I’ve lived my whole life under the gun,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come,
I will walk by faith ‘til my walking is done,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come.
Hey,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come,
Oh,
Holding on ‘til the kingdom come.
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on,
Holding on.
