Hold Me Lord

Hold Me Lord - Eric Clapton (艾力克·克萊普頓)

Written by：Eric Clapton

Sixteen days in Bethlehem

Peddling ** and drinking wine

Pulling women making gigs steering clear and doing fine

I moved on down to Galilee trying to find

A few new friends

I'm throwing aces everywhere trying to forget the end

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I'm slipping through

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I beg of you

I'm cruising through Jerusalem dust is flying everywhere

I'm dodging bullets making time on the level in the square

They say you kissed your best friend's

Hand they say you did it for his love

They say you got in agony

The hand fits well into the glove

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I'm slipping through

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I beg of you

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I'm slipping through

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I beg of you

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I'm slipping through

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I beg of you

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I'm slipping through

Hold me Lord hold me Lord

Hold me tight I beg of you