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I got holes in my bootsI got holes in my jeansI got holes in my pockeSay, holes in my dreamsThree meals don't come squarelyPayin' gigs come rarelyRumurs going round town thatI'm just barely Hankin' onBut I'm still Hankin' onBendin' these strings,Singing these songsHankin' onI got $20 in the bank,20 in my tankTwo crooked managers andOne Ex-wife to thankRecord man keeps sayin'My brand of country's datedMomma keeps on prayin'But I just keep on playin'Hankin' onYeah, I just keep Hankin' onSongtexteBendin' these strings,Singing these songsHankin' onSo, if I go to heavenor if I go to hellI'll put a band togetherAnd I'll pick'em just as wellHankin' on (Hankin' on)Yeah, I just keep Hankin' on (Hankin' on)Bendin' these strings,Singing these songsHankin' onBendin' these strings,Singing these songsHankin' onI'm Hankin' onSingin' My songsJust Hankin' on(Hankin' on, Hankin' on)(Hankin' on, Hankin' on, oh, oh, oh)(Hankin on)(Hankin' on, Hankin' on)(Hankin' on, Hankin' on, oh, oh, oh)(Hankin' on)(Hankin' On) Aus Songtexte Mania