Curt Joa, Singer Songwriter

Music

His Guitar In the Night

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Curt Joa
Curt Joa

Lyrics

Well the pay ain’t too bad down at the shoe factory

Putting insoles to uppers on line number three

And when the work day is done, he goes home right away

Where Julie is waiting with little Jesse Rae

 

Then they all sit to supper, maybe turn on TV

Just three people and their love in a living room

‘til Julie says “Hey babe, I’m tired.  I think I’ll take our girl to bed.”

And he says, “You two go ahead, I’ll be there soon.”

 

And up the stairs

As she reads the girl a story

She knows he’s down there working on a song.

In her prayers she stops

To think about the road their lives are on.

But the morning’s coming early.

She reaches for the light

And just before she sleeps she hears the sound

Of his guitar in the night.

 

At an old kitchen table, on a warm afternoon

He struggles to negotiate the demands of verse and tune.

It’s hard to get it right, and when he does it sends him flying.

For hours in the night he’s still trying

 

And up the stairs

She is mindful of her family

And she knows he’s down there working on a song.

In her prayers she stops

To think about the road their lives are on.

But the morning’s coming early.

She reaches for the light

And just before she sleeps she hears the sound

Of his guitar in the night.

 

The morning’s coming early.

She reaches for the light

And just before she sleeps she hears the sound

Of his guitar in the night.