Father’s Day Song forDad

[Verse]
Down on the cracked asphalt of seventy-second street
You gripped the vinyl seat while I found my feet
I was wobbling hard on two spinning chrome rings
Waiting for the gravity to do its thing
You ran beside me till your lungs turned to fire
Pushing a trembling kid to aim a little higher
When you finally let go and the wind hit my face
I learned that staying upright is a steady kind of grace

[Pre-Chorus]
The dust settles down on the miles we have chased
But the print of your hand can never be erased

[Chorus]
Oh Dad you are the steady hand upon the wheel
Turning the rust into something we can feel
You are the anchor in the Chicago rain
The light on the tracks through the joy and the pain
Yeah you taught me how to stand and how to roll
With a little bit of grit and a whole lot of soul

[Verse]
The scent of oil and old cedar filled the air
In that garage where we stripped the engines bare
You had the wrench in hand and a record on the deck
Solving the puzzles hidden under the hood or the neck
Between the blues riffs and the hum of the light
You showed me how the gears have to mesh just right
Nothing was ever truly broken beyond repair
As long as the spirit and the patience were there

[Chorus]
Oh Dad you are the steady hand upon the wheel
Turning the rust into something we can feel
You are the anchor in the Chicago rain
The light on the tracks through the joy and the pain
Yeah you taught me how to stand and how to roll
With a little bit of grit and a whole lot of soul

[Chorus]
Oh Dad you are the steady hand upon the wheel
Turning the rust into something we can feel
You are the anchor in the Chicago rain
The light on the tracks through the joy and the pain
Yeah you taught me how to stand and how to roll
With a little bit of grit and a whole lot of soul