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When You’re Not in Love

Words and music by Robbie Smith

It’s not easy to let go of the good times
But it’s too painful to keep them in your heart

When you’re not in love, oh,
When you’re not in love
Joy is just a flicker of the flame that it once was
When the passion ends
And the pain descends
Letters are just paper and friends our only friends

When you’re not in love
When you’re not in love
No one can get through to you, you feel like giving up
When the loving’s done
And you feel you can’t go on
Flowers have no purpose and the sun is just the sun

And though the night to you is as dark as a grieving widow’s glove
Somewhere lightning’s flashing
Flashing across the skies of love

When you’re not in love
When you’re not in love
Time just mopes along like it usually does
When the feeling’s gone
And the right goes wrong
Music has no magic and a song is just a song

And though the night to you is as dark as a grieving widow’s glove
Somewhere lightning’s flashing
Flashing across the skies of love

It’s not easy to let go of the good times
But it’s too painful to keep them in your heart
It’s not easy to let go of the good times
But it’s too painful to keep them in your heart

When you’re not in love
When you’re not in love
When you’re not in love
When you’re not in love
When you’re not in love

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Maybe

Words and Music by Robbie Smith

Maybe war will teach us something – teach us how to live in peace
Maybe tears will turn to gladness – and maybe famine will lead to feast
Maybe hatred will turn to kindness once it sees what it’s become
Maybe lies will turn to the truth once the sadness they’ve caused is done

Peace will come, peace will come, peace will come in time
All the guns and marching drums will fade to silence in time

Before we walk through comfort’s doorway we must follow a path of pain
Maybe each and every loss is somehow linked to what we gain

And every time something holds me back I just know – I know
With every step I just know how far I can go – I can go so far

Maybe sorrow will take us somewhere – somewhere joy might never find
Through the cruel and empty darkness a glimpse of a soul that’s kind

And out beyond the grief and despair there is something else there
Yes, up above the stars I’m aware of the balance that’s there

Maybe guilt will find forgiveness once the shame has disappeared
Love and courage and new beginnings will greet the endings that once we feared

For every time something holds us back I just know – I know
With every step I just know how far we can go – we can go so far

Maybe – turn to kindness , find forgiveness – oh maybe – teach us how
Maybe – bring us gladness – oh maybe – teach us how
Maybe – new beginnings – oh maybe – teach us how
Maybe – teach us something – oh maybe – teach us now.

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Showdown

Words and music written by Robbie Smith

Sunrise – a dust-covered town
Two men a-loadin’ their guns
Music from the local saloon
An old dog by the jailhouse spitoon

No one knew why they were fighting that day
Was it callous revenge
Or the thought of the beer they could buy with the bounty pay?

Tension mounts in the square
Silence in the sultry hot air
The killers are making their pace
A cold scar on each naked face

No one knew why they were fighting that day
Was it callous revenge
Or the thought of the beer they could buy with the bounty pay?

Death-skilled hands move to their belts
The wives of the men in the churchyard are knelt
Threatening clouds build overhead
And everyone bathed in a torrent of sweat

No one knew why they were fighting that day
Was it callous revenge
Or the thought of the beer they could buy with the bounty pay?

But as steel flew from holster to hand
A twister of dust grew over the land
It roared through the street, the men jumped to the ground
And when it had gone the guns couldn’t be found

Oh, no one knew why they were fighting that day
But when we looked in their eyes
We knew in our hearts they’d never be fighting again
Never again

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Rasta Man

Words and Music by Robbie Smith

His net he throws out where the moon glows
He catch ten fish then – he let’s nine go
He needs the one to feed his hunger
He wants the nine to swim and grow
Swim deep and grow… grow

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan

And from brotha to brotha ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
And from sistah to sistah ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
The sun doesn’t have to move – ya know the sun just has ta shine
Til it finds… YOU

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan

Don’t carry no guns – don’t carry no weapons
No need for weapons in his world
He won’t raise hell but he don’t praise heaven
Still holds to a vision of this world… of THIS world… THIS world

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie Brotha’s got a masta plan

And from brotha to brotha ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
And from sistah to sistah ya know
He’s gonna send love down the line
The sun doesn’t have to move – ya know the sun just has to shine
Til it finds… YOU

Instrumental

Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a masta plan
Ooo rasta brotha to brotha
Ooo rasta sistah to sistah
Ooo rasta brotha to brotha
Irie brotha’s got a master plan
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Ooo ahh the rasta man
Ooo-hoo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh
Irie brotha’s got a master rasta master rasta… plan

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I’m a Recluse

Words and music by Robbie Smith

No one’s expected today
No one to get in my way
No one to cook for, just me and myself
And there’s always something special waiting on the shelf

There’s always something to do
I’ll take my time, won’t hurry through
Here in the backwoods I don’t have to punch a clock
And all my valuables are safely under lock and key

Hoo-ooh-wee! I’m a recluse
Footloose and fancy-free
Don’t make excuses for me
‘Cause I’m a recluse and that’s what I want to be

Nobody drives across my lawn
No one to hold me back, or lead me on
No competition – got nothing to lose
And when I ask for something, no one can refuse but me

It’s plain to see, I’m a recluse
Footloose and fancy-free
Life rolls by so easily
‘Cause I’m a recluse and that’s what I want to be

Say, you know it’s not me who’s changed, it’s the world
Everything’s rearranged and it’s coming uncurled
And as the world twirls and turmoil swirls
I just talk to the squirrels in the trees, and they say:

Please, don’t ever move to the town
Too many friends can drag you down (And you know they’re right!)
If I get lonesome it’s just for awhile
Nobody’s gonna take this independent smile from me

No sir-ee! I’m a recluse
Footloose and fancy-free
Don’t make excuses for me
‘Cause I’m a recluse and that’s what I want to be

Just like Howard Hughes, I’m a recluse
Footloose and fancy-free
That’s how I keep my sanity
I’m a recluse and that’s what I want to be
Hoo-ooh-wee!

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Moment is Right (The)

Words and music by Robbie Smith

The moment is right for a night on the boardwalk
To see the sights and the lights on the town
Yeah, the moment is right for a night making sweet talk
To see the starlight shining down

The moment is right for loving
It’s right for something they’d never see
Not in a thousand dreams
The moment is right for kissing
It’s right for wishing on a thousand twinkling stars

Yeah, yeah now
Who knows what we’ll be going through in the days that lie ahead
So let’s raise a toast and we’ll make the most of the minutes and hours instead

Instrumental

The moment is right for a bright new beginning
To see the laughter and music abound
Yeah, the moment is right taking flight with the winnings
The wheels of fortune spinning ‘round

The moment is right for sharing
It’s right for daring to try it all, go out and have a ball
The moment is right for playing
It’s right for swaying to a thousand flamenco guitars

Yeah, yeah now
Who knows what we’ll be going through in the days that lie ahead
So let’s raise a toast and we’ll make the most of the minutes and hours instead

It’s gonna be sweeter
You’re gonna be treated sweeter
Sweeter when the sun goes down
The moon above ya, ooh I’m gonna love ya
Love ya, love ya, love ya now

The moment is right

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Ballad of Angus MacAskill (The)

Words and music by Robbie Smith

A baby’s crying greets the morning
The year is 1825
A Scottish day is newly dawning
On a new life

They named him Angus MacAskill
And he grew strong and he grew tall
And he worked hard upon the land ’til
He heard the sea call

Instrumental

The sailing ships have crossed the ocean
Through tempest winds and writhing sea
To bring a giant to an island
Draped in mystery

He used his strength to aid the weaker
Until that dark and fateful day
He fell through ship’s deck with a anchor
And so still he lay

Instrumental

A mother’s crying meets the evening
The year is 1863
A Cape Breton day is slowly dying
On a life that’s been and gone away

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Meaning of Our Lives (The)

Words and music by Robbie Smith

It’s time, it’s time
You’re born and all is new now
So cry and cry
Make your presence known

Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives
So you cling to love, so you hope that you’ll survive

It’s time, it’s time
Let’s see how you are doing now
Oh my, oh my
My, my, how you have grown!
Earth’s clay for the molding

Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives
Oh you ask, what is love? Oh you listen to the soft replies

It’s time, it’s time
The dance is overdue now
Dance eye to eye, let the light of love be shown
Life’s mystery unfolding

Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives
So you fall in love, so your wedding day arrives

It’s time, it’s time
Your son’s a father too now
Oh my, oh my
My, my, how time has flown!
Something still withholding

Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives
So you give them love, and upon your love they thrive

It’s time, it’s time
After all that you’ve been through now
It’s time, it’s time
To face the great unknown
And face it all alone

Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives
Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives

It’s time, it’s time
You’re born and all is new now

Oh the meaning of, oh the meaning of our lives
Love’s the meaning of, love’s the meaning of our lives
The meaning of our lives

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Pull Together

Words and music by Robbie Smith

High on a hill my heart is searching
For my brother as he marches on his way
All the world seems to glisten and to smile at his returning
Oh, how we’ve yearned for the day when he’d say

How’s the farm and how’s the family?
It’s been much too long since I ventured back this way
There were times when I thought I’d never see this blessed valley
But now I’m home – home to stay

And we’ll pull, we’ll pull together
We’ll work for the sake of getting something done
Yes, we’ll pull, we’ll pull together
We’ll help one another – aye, together we’ll pull as one

Instrumental

And as for me, I’ve been saving all my wages
For a horse and a plough and a piece of decent land
No, there’s no need to coax me – I’ve been planning this for ages
And now, with heart and with hand

We will pull, we’ll pull together
We’ll turn this muddy ground into a golden field of corn
Yes, we’ll pull, we’ll pull together
And gaze upon a harvest as we rise up in the early morn

Instrumental

And now, as we gather ’round this table
With a toast to be pledged and a future to be planned
We’re a clan re-united and for that we’re truly grateful
And for as long as we can

We will pull, we’ll pull together
We’ll work for the sake of getting something done
Yes, we’ll pull, we’ll pull together
We’ll help one another – aye, together we’ll pull as one
Yes, we’ll help one another and together we’ll pull as one!

Instrumental

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Travelling Music Man

Words and music by Robbie Smith

Oh, I heard a music man
A travelling music man
Playing in the county fair
Singing to the open air

Something drew me to his sound
And, slowly, others gathered ’round
He caught a glance from each new face
Each a listener to embrace

His heart was in each word he sang
In tune with every note that rang
With sensitive and gifted rhymes
He brought us back to simpler times

He played us something we all knew
Passed the hat – the nickels flew
Made the children laugh and then
A waltz to make us dance again

He had the crowd in his hand – oh, the music man
We were a part of his song, he had us singing along
Spreading joy through this land – oh, the music man
Oh-oh-ho, the travelling music man

He never strained to raise his voice
To capture hearts against their choice
To those who chose to turn away
He had no message to convey

Filled the old folks eyes with tears
Songs recalling sweeter years
Every old song sounding new
Every new song ringing true

And from the corner of his eye
He saw a young girl fair and shy
Chose a song her heart to stir
Something special just for her

With humble threads of harmony
He wove a choral tapestry
The gentle cadence echoed on
But all too soon the music man was gone

But we were all in his hand – oh, the music man
We were a part of his song, he had us singing along
Spreading joy through this land – oh, the music man
Oh-oh-ho, the travelling music man
Oh-oh-ho… the travelling music man

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Some Sweet Day

Words and music written by Robbie Smith

Some sweet day I shall wake up in a new land
Lift my eyes to the Heavens and behold
My soul will rise into the skies above the islands
And I shall know the glories of a story still untold

Some sweet day I shall lay down all my troubles
Find a haven where my fears will be consoled
And I shall kneel and feel His presence and be thankful
And slowly, ever slowly, the answers will unfold

Instrumental

But ’til that day I shall stay and raise my children
To try to do what’s right for them will be my goal
I’ll watch them grow and when I know that I can leave them
Hey hey Lord you can have my heart, you can take my soul

Some sweet day
Some sweet day
Some sweet day
Some sweet day

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Sonny and Sadie

Words and music by Robbie Smith

He’s a drinking man and a working man and a lover of the gin
And there’s no telling how many scapes he’s been in
He’s a gambler and a traveller and he’s partial to a fight
But he’s a fool for the ladies in the middle of the night

Well he fell in love with young Sadie
She’s the apple of every man’s eye
And while the band played Rosie O’Grady
Well he promised her then that he’d make her his bride

And she replied:
Listen Sonny you’ve got money but you don’t have love in your heart, for me –
Take it from me it’s easy to see,
Now when we’re ready we’ll go steady but ’til then this love in my heart, can’t be free –
Can’t you see –

Well he sat awhile and he thought awhile of his dancehall delight
And then he trimmed down his whiskers ’til til he thought they looked right (just right)
And he went to pray every sabbath day and he gave away his gin
And then he showed up one morning with some flowers and grin

And he said, here I am again Sadie
Put away all those dresses of red
I intend to make you a lady
With your own cozy home and your own feather bed

And she said:
Listen Sonny I’ll look funny walking down the aisle dressed in white, can’t you see –
Take it from me it’s hard to believe,
But when we marry and you carry me across the threshold of life, we’ll be free –
You and me –

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