Steve Jordan: Music

Dulcimer man strums with his hands
His notes filter down soft and clear
Sitting alone feeling at home
When the crowd stops to listen and hear

And the crowd picks it up, his rhythm of love
And feels relaxed in their chairs,
The sounds they drift by, they laugh and they cry
And they give us something to share

Beauty is something we all pray for
In our dreams that we hope to relive
And like rain falling soft on the meadow
We all have some beauty to give,
We all have some beauty to give…

Soft lights and wine, some music with rhythm,
Friends at the table and bar
A laugh and a smile, they stay for a while
And they don’t even care where they are

A girl near the stage, guessing your age
You’re flattered and call for a drink
Break time is near, so you’ll be clear
To tell her what you really think…

Now the strings feel fine, the music’s’ in time
Your fingers are part of the wood,
The brush of the quill follows your will
And is making the evening sound good

A nod and a smile from the manager’s aisle
Gives hope for the days yet to come
Playing for meals and the good time you feel
Keeps playing for friends so much fun

c.sj