[Intro:] [Blues guitar plays a tired, soulful riff, pop beat enters] [Instrumental: 8 bars of guitar and beat] [Verse 1:] The first job ends, the second starts The weariness in all my parts The evening shift, the extra grind The time I'll never get to find [Pre-Chorus:] The family sleeps, the house is still The second job is such a thrill The bills are due, the rent is high But His love will never die [Chorus:] [Vocal: Pop vocalist with backing choir] Second job in the evening light Working through the endless night My victory is not the pay It's the promise of a brighter day The earnings cover what's in need But His love plants holy seed In the hustle, I will sing To the Eternal, Holy King [Verse 2:] The co-workers are tired and worn The new ones coming, the old ones torn The extra hours, the weary feet But His grace makes it complete [Bridge:] [Instrumental: 16 bars of blues guitar solo, emotional and raw] [Guitar weeps and bends, building to a climax] [Vocal: Call and response with guitar] Call: Can you work another shift? Response: He gives strength! Call: Can you keep on going? Response: He gives length! [Chorus 2:] [Vocal: Full pop and blues ensemble] Second job, the struggle's real His love is what I truly feel My victory is the peace I know Through the ebb and through the flow The wages are a sign of grace In this exhausting space In the hustle, I am free His love is the victory [Outro:] [Guitar and pop beat fade slowly) [Vocal: Ad-libs fading] Second... Job... Glory... [Silence]
