Текст песни Song For Rosemary - Steady Hands

Song For Rosemary

Well i stand with my father and a hundred year old grave then i push past the\ndirt and see his grandfatehrs name so died in the famine some died in new york\nwell i stadn with m fatehr where his grandmother is born\nAnd i head down to colway the city that i loathe\ntry to find some of these girls that insprie some of these songs\nand the beggars and teh dealers there was plenty im sure\nbut i politely declined all their hangover cures\nthe next morning i woke to the air out teh eyer\nwith my old rusty bike i took down to the water\ntheres a cross the stood still, water too deep\nfor the first time in my life i may actually beleive\nSo Jude West and Jim Lockey the starters and stoop\nyou gave me punk rockso punk rock i gave you\nto the girls down in locktowne i toast you everynight\nhope you’re making me proud keeping this scene alive\nso if you ever make it to the new eatern coast\nwell i’ll be tehre to greet you my home is your home\ncause you made me the happiest ive ever been\nwithout you im limbless, ive got no steay hands\ntheres a libertine is dublin she’s captured my soul\nif i cant have her i’d rather be alone\nif you’re ever stumblin down old blackwood road\ntell her i’ll be back soon cuz im bringing her home\nif i cant have her i’d rather be alone\nif you’re ever stumblin down old blackwood road\ntell her i’ll be back soon cuz im bringing her home\nif i cant have her i’d rather be alone\nif you’re ever stumblin down old blackwood road\ntell her i’ll be back soon cuz im bringin her home