Track 10 of the album Dear Whoever Finds This · 2021
Dad Needs Both Hands on the Stair Rail
“My dad goes up the stairs one step at a time, with both hands on the rail. I sang this one for him and I didn't shout once.”
grunge · slowcore · folk grunge · 3:23
Lyrics
Dad goes up the stairs real slow One step, then the next I carry his bag and I don't say a word I just stand right behind I'm right here, Dad Take your time I'm right here, Dad Hold on to mine You held the back of my bike Now I hold your hand I'm right here, Dad Take your time He used to carry me up these stairs Asleep on his shoulder Now I count the steps out loud And he laughs and says I'm bossy I'm right here, Dad Take your time I'm right here, Dad Hold on to mine You held the back of my bike Now I hold your hand I'm right here, Dad Take your time The kettle's on The light is warm There is no hurry at all There is no hurry at all I'm right here, Dad Take your time I'm right here, Dad Hold on to mine You held the back of my bike Now I hold your hand I'm right here, Dad Take your time Take your time Take your time I'm right here