Jim Smoak
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Jim Smoak

Story

Steve Brines and I made fun with writing songs. We both were single at the time and so I suppose that"s where these lyrics showed up. I think we did this in Lexington, Kentucky.

Lyrics

1.This old spotted dog hanging 'round my door; ain't got no collar, he's been here before; Nobody owns him he's just like me; Tired of being lonesome but used to being free.

Cho. So sit down Spot, and have a little whine. You bark about your women (trouble) and I'll bark about mine. Were two of a kind, you and me; Tired of being lonesome but used to being free.

2. I've got a swing hanging from a tree; I've got some old friends who write to me; Some are divorced and some are so sad; Holding on to romance that's going bad.

3. Later on tonight we'll go to town; Hunt us up some supper and just fool around; We wont come home 'til morning lights the trees; We'll leave a trail of broken hearts and fleas.

Jim Smoak
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Grant Clark/ Harry Akst

Story

This song was written in 1929. I liked it ever since I heard my uncle John play it at family get-togethers. I have a recording of it by Bette Middler.

Lyrics

"Am I blue? Am I Blue? Ain't these tears in my eyes tellin' you?" Am I blue? You'd be too; if each plan with your gal done fell through.

There was a time, I was her only one; but now I'm, the sad and lonely one; Was I happy and gay, til the day she went away; Now she's gone and were through, am I blue.

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J. Smoak/ S. Brines

Story

I think that almost anybody who has lived a while can remember times of plenty and times when money was scarce. There's an old song about a fellow taking his girl to dinner and she ordering everything on the menu, but all he had was 50 cents.  This is the same, except different.

Lyrics

What you gonna do on a Friday in June, When all you got is a pocket full of change. Nickel or dime or quarter or two, I'll spend it all on you. Money and me, we just dont agree; it nips at my fingers and I set it free. What you gonna do on a Friday in June, When all you got is a pocket full of change.

Jim Smoak
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Traditional

Story

This is one of my favorite old fiddle tunes. Mike Cleveland, Brian Allen and I were sitting around with friends at WWAG radio station after a broadcast. We were just jamming and started on this tune. Something about the sound of the fiddle, flat top guitar and clawhammer banjo made me decide right then and there to make this album. The added lyrics were brought to me by Trevor Payntor from P.E.I. Canada. That's him singing.

Jim Smoak
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Neil Young

Story

I first heard this on a recording by Linda Ronstadt. We do it here with a little Cajun flavor, harkening back to my Louisiana Honeydripper days.

Lyrics

Love is a rose but you better not pick it, only grows when it's on the vine; Hand full of thorns and you know missed it, lose your love when you say the word "mine."

Jim Smoak
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J. Smoak/ S. Brines

Story

This is our Kentucky, cuttin' and shootin' song. All I can say is that it's the story, of a story about another story from somewhere in the mountains. This song was first recorded by The Newgrass Revival. Jim and Sonny put it on their album, "Kentucky" in 1990. 

Lyrics

There is blood upon the mountain and the wind is rising higher; plunging through the darkness Colly Davis makes his way. There's a dead girl left behind him and he swears they'll never find him, though he's lost his knife and lighter in the brush along the way.

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Erwin Rouse

Story

I had played this on the harmonica for years in Bardstown, KY entertaining tourists at the Old Stable restaurant. I just had to include it on this recording when I found myself in the studio with one of the best fiddle players, Mike Cleveland.

The real passenger train, The Orange Blossom Special, introduced in 1925 and put on display in Jacksonville, Florida is what inspired the Rouse brothers to write this song.

Lyrics

Look yonder coming, coming down the railroad track. Look yonder coming, coming down the railroad track. It's the Orange Blossom Special, bringing my baby back.

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

Here, Johanna sings her own song. She wrote every stitch of it. Good going, Jo; we'll hear more from you later.

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

Tryin' to keep busy, polished all my shoes, I'm runnin' out of things to do; Sittin' around feelin' lonely, No easy kind of blues. Mornings by the mailbox, evenings by the phone, I;m wishing I knew what to do; Sittin' around feeling lonely, No easy kind of blues. Sometimes a raincloud, paints the world gray. Since you've gone it seems like; It's raining every day;

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

"Riding a Seaboard railroad, Down to some sunny shore; Sweet memories will follow me, Wherever I may go; Wherever I may go." Well, here we go, heading down to those sunny Florida shores. We're on the Silver Meteor. The Seaboard Air Line RR was the route of the Orange Blossom Special and the Silver Meteor is an Amtrak train today.

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Lyrics

Window, into this room, let the light through, To the places where she came down, to lie down; Telling me, that she.d never leave, as long as there was me, and at least one window to let the sunlight through. Window, into this room, you gave light to her, And she gave light to me, so help me; She's gone, and I'm going blind, wont you help me find, One kind woman, who made thesunlight shine. Darkness, spread across the pane, take my breath away; She gave light to me, so help me; She's gone, and I'm going blind, wont you help me find, One kind woman, Who made the sunlight shine.

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Lyrics

If you call "eefin" lyrics, then this instrumental has lyrics.

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

"When the sun falls down in pieces, and you don't know where to turn; And you've never had a friend before to see that things got mended: Well, I wont let you down, the way that you've been used to. You'll just have to trust me, and I know it wont be easy, But I, wont let you down." Here's Johanna again, singing and playing the piano, too.

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

"For the LORD is good; His steadfast love endures forever, and His faithfulness to all generations." (Psalm 100:5)

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

This is one of my favorite old hymns, written in the late 1800's by Fanny Crosby. It is a prayer, and pretty much sums up the gospel message.

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

This song came from something my Dad said when I was growing up. Making a recording is work, but did we have fun? You be the judge.

Jim Smoak
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Lyrics

This is sort of a story of a real happening in Bardstown, KY, when a man whose name was Booker, got up on the stage and played the jug with us one night.