Track 1 of the album Letters from the Road, Postmarked Home · 2023
Guitar Case, New Town, Yellow Door
“I got off a train in a new town with a guitar case and a map I couldn't read. This is the song of that first evening.”
bossa nova · bossa nova · travelling jazz · 2:54
Lyrics
Got off the train with a guitar case And a map I can't quite read A street musician's got no address Just a corner and a need Found a yellow door on a narrow lane A landlady with a grin She said play me something, and the rent can wait Come on in, come on in New town, new town, say my name Try it slowly, try it twice Strings are warm and the street is mine A yellow door is paradise New town, new town, here I stay Hat upside down on the stone One song at a time, I'll make it home I'll make it home Kids stop dancing on the kerb A baker sends me a bun A stranger drops a coin and says Play another one Never knew a place before Now the lamps all know my tune Every step a little more Under a new moon New town, new town, say my name Try it slowly, try it twice Strings are warm and the street is mine A yellow door is paradise New town, new town, here I stay Hat upside down on the stone One song at a time, I'll make it home I'll make it home Yellow door, yellow door I'll make it home