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)