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Over my shoulder my father walks slowly Oh so slowly, right in front of him my mother Skips like a little girl and cries like an old woman Hold on, keep a firm grip Hold on, never lose a grip As I grow older, I find it hard going home Just going home, my brother's eyes, my sister's cries Could bring me to the ground Hold on keep a firm grip Hold on, never lose it Hold on, keep a firm grip Hold on, never lose a grip No No Hold on, keep a firm grip Hold on, never lose it Hold on, keep a firm grip Hold on and never lose it From Letras Mania