[Lyric] Song For Rosemary (Steady Hands)

Well I stand with my father
An 800 year old grave
And I push past the dirt
See his grandfather's name
Well, some died in The Famine
Some died in New York
Well I stand with my father where his grandmother was born

I head down to Galway, the city I lost
Try and find some of these girls that inspired these songs
And the beggars, and the dealers they were plenty I'm sure
But I politely declined all their hangovеr cures

The next morning I wokе to the air of the Ire'
With my old rusty bike I took down to the water
There a cross it stood still a foot or two deep
For the first time in my life, I may have actually believed

So to Westy, Jim Lockey, The Starters, and Stu
You gave me punk rock so punk rock I gave you
To girls down at Lockdown, I toast you every night
Hope you're making me proud keeping this scene alive
So if you ever make it to the new eastern coast
Well I'll be there to greet you, my home is your home
'Cause you made me the happiest I've ever been
Without you I'm limbless, I've got no Steady

There's a Libertine in Dublin, she's captured my soul
If I can't have her, I'd rather be alone
If you're ever stumbling down old Blackwood Road
Tell her I'll be back soon, cause I'm bringing her home