Joel Smoker | Australian country music album CD | Smile

Smile


Smile

Credits | Tracks | Order

2006 Joel Smoker

The fourteen songs on this album deal with the passage of time and how it affects us all.



Individual tracks can be purchased at the Apple iTunes Store


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Credits

Produced by Lucky Oceans
Engineered by James Hewgil
Recorded at Satellite Studios, Burswood.

Joel Smoker - Vocals
Adam Gare - Mandolin, Fiddle and Ukulele
Lucky Oceans - Pedal Steel Guitar and Button Accordion
Ian Simpson - Acoustic Guitar and Banjo
Ron Smeeton- Bass Guitar
Joe Whittle - Drums

Track Listing

Hey Corey †
Ainít No Time Like the Present †
White Crosses
Live For Today
Goodbye Robert Riley
Who Wants the Blues?
Goodnight Alan
Nothing Remains the Same
Time Marches On
Not a Day Goes By
Island Song
Smile
Put on Your Dancing Shoes
When I Become a Country Music Star


Lyrics

Smile

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Life is a journey, enjoy the ride;
Let your colours fly, you donít have to hide.
Open up the door, drop the bridge down,
Itís better to be smiling than wearing a frown.

†ĎCause a smile costs nothing; you can give it for free;
Itís the best way of getting across a message to me.
Whatís the use of sitting there feeling blue,
No oneís got a magic wand, itís all up to you.

Chorus. So smile, you know you can do it.
Smile, there ainít nothing to it.
Just let it play a-long the sides of your lips,
Next thing you know youíll be shaking your hips.
So smile, smile, smile.

The six oíclock news, it ainít much fun;
Turn off the tele, maybe go for a run.
Thereís no future in living in the past,
Find a good place and make it last.

Chorus. So smile, you know you can do it.
Smile, there ainít nothing to it.
Just let it play along the sides of your lips,
Next thing you know youíll be shaking your hips.
So smile, smile, smile.

Life is made for living, but it will one day end.
You donít get much more than three score years and ten.
So live in the moment, itís not a running race,
And donít forget to keep that smile on your face.

Chorus. So smile, you know you can do it.
Smile, there ainít nothing to it.

Just let it play along the sides of your lips,
Next thing you know youíll be shaking your hips.
So smile, smile, smile.

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Ainít No Time Like The Present

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

You can sit by the phone in hope that it will ring.
You can go down town to see what the post will bring.
You can hang around and wait for your ship to come in,
But you wonít cross the river if you donít jump in and swim.

Chorus. Ainít no time like the present, Ainít no time like right now.
Ainít no time like the present, What else matters any-how?
You may be here a moment, you may be here an hour,
There ainít no better time than right now.

You can put off to to-morrow what you should do to-day.
You can say youíll get de-pressed if you donít go out and play.
But things donít go and do themselves; youíve got to work to make it pay,
And you canít win the battle if you donít join in the fray.

Chorus. Ainít no time like the present, Ainít no time like right now.
Ainít no time like the present, What else matters any-how?
You may be here a moment, you may be here an hour,
There ainít no better time than right now.

Thereís a time to smell the roses, thereís a time to plant the seed.
A time to pull back quickly and a time to take the lead.
The trick in life is knowing when to with-draw and to proceed,
But youíll never ride the range if you donít mount up your steed.

Chorus. Ainít no time like the present, Ainít no time like right now.
Ainít no time like the present, What else matters any-how?
You may be here a moment, you may be here an hour,
There ainít no better time than right now.

You can sit by the phone in hope that it will ring.
You can go down-town to see what the post will bring.
You can hang around and wait for your ship to come in,
But you wonít cross the river if you donít jump in and swim.

Chorus. Ainít no time like the present, Ainít no time like right now.
Ainít no time like the present, What else matters any-how?
You may be here a moment, you may be here an hour,
There ainít no better time than right now.

Chorus. Ainít no time like the present, Ainít no time like right now.
Ainít no time like the present, What else matters any-how?
You may be here a moment, you may be here an hour,
There ainít no better time than right now.

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Goodbye Robert Riley

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Goodbye Robert Riley, so sad to see you go.
Wish I could have done something, but what I just donít know.
You fought your last battle in some lonely motel room.
Goodbye Robert Riley, so sad to see you go.

You were taken from your mother when you were very young,
And raised at Sister Kates, another orphaned son.
When you finally found your family you could not relate,
You shared no memories to hang your coat up-on.

Chorus. Cry for your father, cry for your son,
Heís gone for good and nothing can be done,

Itís a long way to Canberra from the Pingelly re-serve.
And you made that journey, your people to serve.
You took on the bureaucrats, the papers and the law,
It took a lot of courage; it took a lot of nerve.

I met you one time at a Waringarri show
You were quietly spoken for a radical he-ro.
Al-though you wore the colours of your peopleís angry flag,
You didnít seem the kind to come on all gung-ho.

Chorus. Cry for your father, cry for your son,
Heís gone for good and nothing can be done,

On a fateful day, you spoke about the past.
And all those painful memories tumbled out at last
It must have been too much to ex-pose yourself like that,
With a skin full of grog, the die was cast.

The big red car went speeding through the night.
You paid no heed to that flashing blue light.
The story was beamed across the radio air-waves,
As your life un-ravelled in a way no one could save.

Chorus. Cry for your father, cry for your son,
Heís gone for good and nothing can be done,
Cry for your father, cry for your son,
Heís gone for good and nothing can be done,

Goodbye Robert Riley, so sad to see you go.
Wish I could have done something, but what I just donít know.
You fought your last battle in some lonely motel room.
Goodbye Robert Riley, so sad to see you go.
Goodbye Robert Riley, so sad to see you go.

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Goodnight Alan

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

†Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, itís time for bed.
Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, now rest your head.

Iíll see you in the morning when they open your cell.
Youíd better look sharp when they ring the bell.
Then get yourself down to the compound ground.
Find your spot, donít stand a-round.

Chorus. Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, itís time for bed.
Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, now rest your head.

After brekky thereís work to do.
Weíve got a job just for you.
Thereís a whole lot of signs that need to be done,
With skill like yours it shouldnít take too long.

Lunch is at twelve, so donít be late.
Join the queue with your plate.
Thereís mashed potato and beef to be had,
Itís the chefís special and it ainít too bad.

Chorus. Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, itís time for bed.
Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, now rest your head.

When the day is done and youíve time to kill,
You can read the paper by the window sill.
See whatís news and just for fun,
Check how your stocks and shares have done.

To-morrow night is movie night,
Weíve got film we think youíll like.
About a bloke with a boat called Australia 2,
Seems there was nothing he couldnít do.

Chorus. Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, itís time for bed.
Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, now rest your head.

Now donít you fret, itís not a dream.
Everything is as it seems.
Youíve had a fall but in no time at all,
Youíll bounce right back like a rubber ball.

Chorus. Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, itís time for bed.
Goodnight Alan, goodnight Bondy,
Goodnight mate, now rest your head.

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Who Wants the Blues

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

The blues is just a state of mind thatís there for any-one.
You can see your-self as the only, lonely one.
Everybodyís had somebody, some time do them wrong.
I donít take much to get real gone, then you can sing this song,

Chorus. Iíve got the blues;††† Iíve got the blueS,
Nothingís going right for me; you know Iíve got the blues.

May-be your wifeís com-plaining íbout the money you ainít made,
Or she caught you making eyes at that pretty, little maid.
Thereís a hundred different reasons for you to get de-pressed,
Everybodyís on your case and you can get no rest.

Chorus. When youíve got the blues,†† youíve got the blues,
Everybodyís on your case when youíve got the blues.

Some folks are born with money; some folks are born poor,
Some folks never take a risk and open up the door,
To an-other way of thinking, an-other way to ride,
Theyíd rather draw the curtain and stay there in-side,

Chorus. Saying Iíve got the blues,††† Iíve got the blues,
Nobody knows the trouble I see; you know Iíve got the blues.

Me, I like the sunny side, I like to do whatís right,
Iíve got no inclination to go raging in the night.
When I get to the crossroads, I will know my way,
And it wonít be with the devil, down the lost high-way,

Chorus. Where youíll get the blues, youíll get the blues,
You go dancing with the devil, man, and youíll get the blues.

You might call me square; you might call me hip,
You might call me on the phone and give me some lip.
Iíll say keep it to your-self, man, I donít need to hear,
My timeís all taken up with the ones I love so dear.

Chorus. I donít want the blues; I donít want the blues,
Keep it to your-self, man, I donít want the blues.
Who wants the blues, who wants the blues?
like the sunny side, I donít want the blues.

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Hey Corey

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

I picked him up just out of town, he was standing by the road,
A duffle coat and a travelling bag was his only load.
He said, ďMy name is CoreyĒ, and he offered me a smile.
ďMister would you mind if I ride with you a while?Ē

He looked all of fifteen as I let him jump inside.
I asked him if his parents knew just where he aimed to ride.
He said, ďMa kicked me out of home. She doesnít really care.
Dad left some time ago. Heís living south some-whereĒ.

Chorus. Hey Corey, what are you gonna do?
Was the story that you told me really true?
Hey Corey, did you make it through?
Where-ever you are, I take my hat off to you.

I asked, ďWhere do you plan to go, down this long highway?Ē
He said, ďIíve got some friends in Brisbane where Iíll stay.
The welfare man said, it would be the best.
Thereís nothing left for me, here in the west.Ē

I dropped him off at the top of the hill, What he thought, I canít tell.
I gave him my card and I wished him well.
I said, ďIf you need a hand, donít hesitate to callĒ.
He waved me good-bye and that was all.

Chorus. Hey Corey, what are you gonna do?
Was the story that you told me really true?
Hey Corey, did you make it through?
Where- ever you are, I take my hat off to you.

Thereís plenty more Coreys, out there on the road.
Kids with no one to help, with their heavy load.
In these complicated times, the young pay the price,
When their parents make their choice at the throw of the dice.

Chorus. Hey Corey, what are you gonna do?
Was the story that you told me really true?
Hey Corey, did you make it through?
Where-ever you are, I take my hat off to you.
Where-ever you are, I take my hat off to you.

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Island Song

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Sing me an island song, You know itís been too long,
Since I heard a ukulele play.

I need to sail away, to a brighter day,
Sing me an island song today.

Chorus. About blue water bay, where palm trees sway,
Thatís where I want to be to-day.

Beaches that go forever, Where thereís perfect weather,
Gentle breezes drifting through the day.
At night the stars are bright, and by the firelight,
What a lovely way to start a holi-day.

Chorus. On blue water bay, where palm trees sway,
Thatís where I want to be to-day.

Days fade into days; time is like a haze,
Drifting across the ocean blue.
With your special one, youíll have lots of fun,
Itís no-ones business what you say or do.

Chorus. On blue water bay, where palm trees sway,
Thatís where I want to be to-day.

So sing me an island song, you know itís been too long,
Since I heard a ukulele play.
I need to sail away, to a brighter day,
Sing me an island song to-day.

Chorus. About blue water bay, where palm trees sway,
Thatís where I want to be to-day.
On blue water bay, where palm trees sway,
Thatís where I want to be to-day.

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Live for Today

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

 He was tall and lean and weathered by the sun,
As he got himself out of his old u-til-it-ty,
And made his way a-cross the lawn to my porch,
Sat himself down on a chair next to me.

I poured him a drink and he raised it with a grin
He said, ďHowís things with you and how is the wife?Ē
And we got to talking Ďbout the world and all itís trials.
He said, ďIíll sing you a song how the bushman lives his lifeĒ.

†ďIf youíve got a dollar in your pocket, youíd better spend it fast.
Be-fore it burns a hole down in your jeans.
Live for to-day and tomorrow will be fine.
Who gives a damn where youíve been.Ē

†ďIf thereís a job to be done, then get right down and do it.
Any dirtís gonna wash off in the rain.
If you ride a buckiní bronco and throws you on the ground,
Dust yourself and get back on a-gain.Ē

I said, ďThatís all right for you, youíve only got your-self,
Iíve got a wife and kids to sup-port.
You can be as free as the bird up in the tree.Ē
He said, ďI havenít finished the song that I brought.Ē

†ďIf you lead the dance of life to a tune that donít seem right,
Youíll find youíre dancing with a ball and chain.
Donít go whining Ďbout the things that gone wrong,
You wonít know joy if you donít have no pain.Ē

I saw a shadow pass a-cross his pale blue eyes,
As he sat back in his chair and rolled a cigarette.
I let the silence pass, then I picked up my guitar,
And the way we sang that song, I hope I donít for-get.

ďIf youíve got a dollar in your pocket, youíd better spend it fast.
Be-fore it burns a hole down in your jeans.
Live for to-day and to-morrow will be fine.
Who gives a damn where youíve been.Ē

ďIf thereís a job to be done, then get right down and do it.
Any dirtís gonna wash off in the rain.
If you ride a buckiní bronco and it throws you on the ground,
Dust yourself and get back on a-gain.Ē

ďIf you lead the dance of life to a tune that donít seem right,
Youíll find youíre dancing with a ball and chain.
Donít go whining Ďbout the things that gone wrong,
You wonít know joy if you donít have no pain.
You wonít know joy if you donít have no pain.
You wonít know joy if you donít have no pain.Ē

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Not a Day Goes By

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Chorus. Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.
I see your sweet smile and hear your voice so kind.
But theyíre just memories down the corridors of time.
Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.

My days are long and busy and thereís much for me to do.
The telephone keeps ringing with orders coming through.
No time to stop and rest awhile, thereís always something new.
Then someone says something that re-minds me of you.

Chorus. Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.
I see your sweet smile and hear your voice so kind.
But theyíre just memories down the corridors of time.
Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.

I can see you silhouetted against the setting sun,
On the banks of the Fitzroy River with your accordion,
While native womenís voices rise up in the night,
And soar across the treetops to the heavens so bright.

You were the lady with the camera and Bible in your bag,
And many came to see the photos that you had.
And you sent out your letters to people everywhere,
And remembered by name everyone in your prayers.

Chorus. Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.
I see your sweet smile and hear your voice so kind.
But theyíre just memories down the corridors of time.
Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.

In your later years you were often taken ill,
But this couldnít dull your spirit and couldnít break your will.
While you read your Bible verses to give triumph oíer the pain
And I wonder if weíll see your kind pass this way again.

Chorus. Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.
I see your sweet smile and hear your voice so kind.
But theyíre just memories down the corridors of time.
Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.
Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.
Not a day goes by when youíre not on my mind.

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Nothing Remains the Same

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Thereís a place for you in my heart,
Even though these years weíve been apart.
The memories of those days linger on,
When we were young and our hearts could do no wrong.

Chorus. But nothing remains the same
Remains the same, remains the same.
Youíve got your lover and Iíve got mine,
Nothing remains the same.

Do your thoughts fly to another time,
When you were glad to hold your hand in mine.
We must have thought that our world would never end,
Little knowing what was up around the bend.

Chorus. But nothing remains the same,
Remains the same, remains the same.
Youíve got your lover and Iíve got mine,
Nothing remains the same.

Should we meet a-gain some sunny day
And you tell me that youíre doing O-K
I will say that the past is an open book,
And any-one can go and take a look.

Chorus. But nothing remains the same,
Remains the same, remains the same.
Youíve got your lover and Iíve got mine,
Nothing remains the same.

Youíve got your lover and Iíve got mine,
Nothing remains the same.

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Put on Your Dancing Shoes

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Chorus. Put on your dancing shoes, put on your bright red dress,
Cause weíre going out tonight, gonna loose our blues.
Put on your dancing shoes.

Iíve been working all week just to pay my way,
Saying ďYes Sir, No Sir,Ē doing what they say.
The weekendís come and the time is right,
For dancing our way into the night.

Chorus. Put on your dancing shoes, put on your bright red dress,
Cause weíre going out tonight, gonna loose our blues.
Put on your dancing shoes.

The bills are piling high up to the sky,
My moneyís disappearing and I donít know why.
I could loose my mind just thinking Ďbout it,
Letís take the car and go where the crowd is.

Chorus. Put on your dancing shoes, put on your bright red dress,
Cause weíre going out tonight, gonna lose our blues.
Put on your dancing shoes.

When Iím on the floor and Iím yelling for more,
Old man trouble going out the door.
If the guitars are playing and the band is tight,
I can keep on dancing all through the night.

Chorus. So put on your dancing shoes, put on your bright red dress,
Cause weíre going out tonight, gonna lose our blues.
Put on your dancing shoes.

Thereís trouble happening all round the world,
Heartaches there for every boy and girl.
If you want to keep the blues at bay,
Just take her hand and this is what you say.

Chorus. Put on your dancing shoes, put on your bright red dress,
Cause weíre going out tonight, gonna loose our blues.
Put on your dancing shoes.

Chorus. Put on your dancing shoes, put on your bright red dress,
Cause weíre going out tonight, gonna loose our blues.

Put on your dancing shoes.

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Time Marches On

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Chorus. Iím not getting any younger,
Iím not getting any thinner,
Iím not getting any richer,
Iím not getting any smarter, And time marches on.

But Iíve got a lady, Sheís good and sheís kind.
She cooks my dinner most nights right on time.
Sheís there when I need her and I never question why,
Iíve got to tell you folks, Iím a lucky guy.

Chorus. But Iím not getting any younger,
Iím not getting any thinner,
Iím not getting any richer,
Iím not getting any smarter, And time marches on.

Now Iíve got a family, I love them every one.
Theyíre very good to me, especially my old mum.
They teach me how to live in the old fashioned way,
By caring for each other; what more can I say?

Chorus. But Iím not getting any younger,
Iím not getting any thinner,
Iím not getting any richer,
Iím not getting any smarter, And time marches on.

Iíve got friends that Iíve known for many years.
They help keep me sane and drive away the fears.
In an ever changing world, theyíre still always there.
They give meaning to my life and show me how to care.

Chorus. But Iím not getting any younger,
Iím not getting any thinner,
Iím not getting any richer,
Iím not getting any smarter, And time marches on.

Weíve got a dog. I just call him Blue.
He greets me with a grin, no matter what I do.
He comes when I call and never questions why.
Iíve got to tell you folks, Iím a lucky guy.

Chorus. But Iím not getting any younger,
Iím not getting any thinner,
Iím not getting any richer,
Iím not getting any smarter, And time marches on.
Time marches on. Time marches on.

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When I Become a Country Music Star

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Chorus. Itíll be raining cats and dogs in Birdsville.
Theyíll be shouting free beers in the bar
Theyíll all tell the truth in Canberra.
When I become a country music star.

Seems Iíve been singing songs for-ever.
Thereís new ones coming on all the time.
But do the record companies care about this.
Seems I missed their call one more time.

Chorus. Itíll be raining cats and dogs in Birdsville.
Theyíll be shouting my name in the bar
Theyíll all tell the truth in Canberra.
The day that I become a country star.

Now Iíve got a wealth of experience
Had my heart broke in pieces more than once,

Been blown out on the trail, Iíve seen inside a jail,
Iím not the kind of guy youíd call a dunce

Chorus. Itíll be raining cats and dogs in Birdsville.
Theyíll be singing my praises in the bar
Theyíll all tell the truth in Canberra.
When I become a country music star.

You can catch my act down at the local
Where Iím bound to be putting on the pose
But you better buy my tickets now than later,
Cause one day youíll be paying through the nose.

Chorus. Itíll be raining cats and dogs in Birdsville.
Theyíll be scalping my tickets in the bar
Theyíll all tell the truth in Canberra.
The day that I become a country star.

So I guess Iíll keep singing songs where-ever
Until they lay me down in the ground.
And if you listen close you might hear me,
Tapping out 2/4, thatís my sound.

Chorus. Itíll be raining cats and dogs in Birdsville.
Theyíll be toasting my memory in the bar
Theyíll all tell the truth in Canberra.
The day that I become a country star.
Watch out Iím gonna be a country star.
My momma said Iíd be a country star.

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White Crosses

Lyrics and music by Joel Smoker

Take a trip down south; take a journey to the east,
Head up north or drive to the west.
Where -ever you go, what-ever you do,
Youíre bound to see them, old or new.

Some will have flowers, some will be plain;
Some will have names like Tom and Jane.
Each will have a story to tell,
ĎBout someone elseís living hell.

Chorus. White crosses, white crosses,
White crosses by the side of the road.
White crosses, white crosses,
White crosses by the side of the road.

Itís a race to the finish, a race to the end.
Whoís that coming a-round the bend?
Whoíll be the one to get there first?
Whoíll be the one coming home in a hearse?

Chorus. White crosses, white crosses,
White crosses by the side of the road.
White crosses, white crosses,
White crosses by the side of the road.

A screech of brakes, the smell of rubber,
The sound of one car hitting another.
A cry in the night, a cry of pain,
And someoneís life is lost a-gain.

Chorus. White crosses, white crosses,
White crosses by the side of the road.
White crosses, white crosses,
White crosses by the side of the road.

I can see three crosses up on the hill;
Someoneís already paid the bill.
Each manís got one life to live,

Itís no one elseís to take or give.

Chorus. Three crosses, three crosses,
Three crosses up on the hill.
Three crosses, three crosses,
Someoneís already paid the bill.

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