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Voices and Shadows

Words and music by Robbie Smith

Fill me with the mystery and majesty of Africa
Long ago safaris on forgotten winding trails
Guide me through your jungles, with the gentle songs of Africa
A wildness in your eyes as you tell to me your tales

Bring her inner beauty to the surface near the firelight
Undiscovered sweetness alluring to the eye
Play exotic instruments that fill the mind with inner sight
Half remembered images slowly brought to life

And here in the night I could hear voices calling me
Here in the night, I could hear voices call

Purple shrouded mountains rising to magnificence
Waves of heat embracing a pink and hazy sky
Wildabeasts and zebras posing in their innocence
Unnoticing the grassy lair where the lions lie

And there in the light I could see shadows falling free
Almost in sight I could see shadows fall

Ah-ah-ah-ah ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Hear the distant drumming of the tribesmen on the outer plain
Warding off their enemies – welcoming their friends
We can never truly share in their pleasure or in their pain
We are but intruders, and soon our journey ends

And here in the night I could hear, I could hear voices calling me
Here in the night, I could hear voices call

And here in the night I could hear – I could hear voices calling
Here in the night, I could hear voices call

There in the light I could see – I could see shadows falling
There in the light, I could see shadows fall

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Shipyard Shanty

Written by Robbie Smith

Lay another plank down boys – sing a shipyard shanty everyone
Lay another plank down boys, we’ll be tastin’ the rum when she’s done
When her seafaring life’s begun

We’ve been bending our backs all through the winter
Cutting the spruce, the oak and the fir
She has to be made of the finest timber
And twice as long as the other ones were
She’s a handsome schooner sound and sturdy
Built to rival the marblehead line
Pick up the pace for the sun sets early
And there’s extra pay if she’s finished on time

So, lay another plank down boys –
She’ll soon be ready for the springtime run
Lay another plank down boys –
For the quarterdeck’s nearly done, nearly done

It’s been nigh on a year since first we started
And many long days since we bolted the keel
It’s hard to believe we’ll soon be parted
When the captain comes to take hold of the wheel
But we’ll stand and watch her outline fading
Into the mists at the mouth of the bay
Roundin’ the cape and ridin’ the tradewinds
Gathering speed as she sails away-ay-hay-ay
Oh, lay another plank down boys –
As a merchant vessel she’ll be second to none
Lay another plank down boys –
It’s time for the last inspection
Lay another plank down boys –
She’ll be launched tomorrow with the rising sun
We’ll turn the capstan crank round boys
And we’ll give her soul to the ocean

Instrumental

Well, we’ve watched her grow from a stack of lumber
We’ve given her strength and we’ve given her form
I pray she’ll not be torn asunder
Out on a reef in the teeth of a storm
No, she’ll do us proud taking the breakers
Skirting the shoals through the billowing spray
Paying respect to her shore-bound makers
Long after we’ve all passed away-ay-hay-ay

So lay another plank down boys – sing a shipyard shanty everyone
Lay another plank down boys – we’ll be tastin’ the rum when she’s done
When her seafaring life’s begun – oh, when her seafaring life’s begun
Lay-ay-ay another plank down boys
Lay-ay-ay another plank down boys
(’Til her seafaring life’s begun)
Lay-ay-ay another plank down boys
(’Til her seafaring life’s begun)
Lay-ay-ay another plank down boys

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Let’s Have Some Music

Words and music by Robbie Smith

Let’s have some music, there’s a lot of sweet music in my soul
Let’s have some music, gonna reach out and touch you that’s my goal
Let’s have some music, sing out high, sing out strong
Gotta have a lot of that lovin’ music, it’s been too long

Bring a message of love, bring a message of peace to the people near and far
Make them see that in time we’ll be much better off than we are
Gather round, hear the sound of the laughter that it brings
Pick up your voices, one by one, until the rafters ring

Let’s have some music, there’s a lot of sweet music in my soul
Let’s have some music, gonna reach out and touch you that’s my goal
Let’s have some music, sing out high, sing out strong
Gotta have a lot of that lovin’ music, it’s been too long

You see I’m your brother and I wanna befriend you
I’ve got so much love to lend you
Just rise up from your chairs and sing
It’s come the time of the harvest and we’re gathered here to offer our best
Music to the world, every boy and girl, you gotta sing now

It can give us hope to help us cope with the burdens of this life
Try again to put an end to the suffering and the strife
It can give us the strength to forge ahead, it can teach us so many things
So set the stage, turn the page, let’s all begin to sing

Let’s have some music, Let’s have some music,
Let’s have some music, Let’s have some music

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Floating Sculptures

Written by Robbie Smith

See them on the water –
Out there in the harbour –
The colours of their feathers softly gleam;
See their lifelike features –
Crafted by the carver
With some wood and some paint and a dream…

And though the carver’s hands are sore and rough with aging,
Oh, the shavings curl so smoothly from the blade,
And will his skills be passed along or will they be forgotten –
When that last fine carving is made?

See them on the water –
See the floating sculptures –
The eiders and the bluebills and the teal;
See their lifelike features –
Crafted by the carver –
You could almost swear that they were real…

And when his works are done and placed beside the others,
Oh, the price is marked, but who’s to know his name?
Maybe they’ll be swept away – drifting to an unfamiliar shore
For someone else to claim.

See them on the water –
See the foating sculptures –
You could almost swear that they were real…
Yes, you could almost swear that they were real.

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Beneath the Southern Cross

Written by Robbie Smith

We pledged to meet where banyons grow
Beneath the southern cross’ glow
Far, far from fears that we have shed
Beyond the reach of lives we’ve led

No fonder love has ever grown
From two sad hearts too long alone
No surer hope could ‘ere survive these tests
And yet emerge to thrive

The Southern Cross is guiding us
The Southern Cross is offering us it’s treasure
Though we be lost, and tempest tossed
The Southern Cross will glow in our hearts ‘til we are together

So keep the Southern Cross in view
Don’t let it’s comfort fade from you
When searching ends, then living starts
For its then we’ll quench our thirsting hearts

The Southern Cross is guiding us
The Southern Cross is offering us it’s treasure
Though we be lost, and tempest tossed
The Southern Cross will glow in our hearts ‘til we are together
(instrumental line)

The Southern Cross
The Southern Cross is offering us it’s splendour
Though we be lost, and tempest tossed
The Southern Cross will glow in our hearts ‘til we are together
‘Til we are together

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Lullaby To An Ancient River

Written by Robbie Smith

Hear me ancient river
Close your weary eyes
You have traveled far this day

By the golden marshes
Warmed by the sun along your way

The wind will stop and listen
To my simple song
With the coming of the night

And you will sleep ’til morning,
Bathed in the quiet harbour lights

Notes of love I could never write
Far far away
Scarcely heard in the quiet night
And lost, lost in the day

Instrumental

Now soon the tide will be changing (changing)
With a gentle flow
The stars are melting with the sky

And when the storms are breaking
You will remember with a sigh
The night I sang – your lullaby

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Sidewalk Stars

Written by Robbie Smith

Sidewalk stars – on sunset boulevard the sidewalk stars –
They came here searching for a promised pot of gold
But they’re growing old those sidewalk stars

Sidewalk stars – the ones who wanted fame and came so far
The lives they led were so much harder than we knew
For the chosen few – the sidewalk stars

Some found joy and some found glamour
Some of them even found love
Some made friends to share their laughter
But for some sweet stardom was never quite enough

For the sidewalk stars – yes, fame is fickle and it left its scars
Upon the faces that once graced the silver screen
Til their final scene – the sidewalk stars

Something meaningful, something magical –
Something of quality and grace
Something mem’rable yet something tragic
All that’s left are impressions but we still recall the faces

Of the sidewalk stars – the ones who gave their all
And left their mark –
Preserved forever in the movie reels of time
Still in their prime the sidewalk stars

Conjure up my boyhood mem’ries
Let them spring to life like flames
Hear familiar voices as they carry
Can you recall their names?
Fame’s timeless unforgettable names…

Rita Hayworth, Judy Garland, Clark Gable, Charlie Chaplin
Lana Turner, Humphrey Bogart, Errol Flynn… and Marilyn

Some found wealth and adoration
But there was a price to pay
Some lost their health – in isolation they ended their days they just faded away…

Oh, the sidewalk stars –
Swept by the furtive light of passing cars –
Their imprints deepen in the cool nostalgic night
In shadow-light the sidewalk stars,
In shadow-light the sidewalk stars,
In shadow-light the sidewalk stars

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Riding the Riverboat

Written by Robbie Smith

Riding the riverboat on its journey
Lord, it’s a long long way
But it’s turnin’ mild on the old Missouri
With the sun cuttin’ through the grey

Been working up north a-cursin’ the weather
And shivering in the snow
Dreamin’ of the day I’d break my tether
And southward I would go

I’ll lay you a bet with the time we’re makin’
We’re bound to be there soon
With a ten piece band swingin’ and a-swayin’
Playin’ a dixieland tune

Orders comin’ down from the riverboat master
“Keep those tugs in view”
That mighty wheel is a-spinnin’ faster
Better let that riverboat through

Instrumental

Out on the deck with my banjo ringin’
Rollin’ right along – with people all around
Swayin’ and a-swingin’ – singin’ a riverboat song

Paddle on riverboat – keep a paddlin’ just for me
Paddle on riverboat – oh ho – until I’ve won my liberty

Instrumental

Been writin’ to a girl thinkin’ ‘bout a wedding
I can almost hear those bells
I’ve earned my liberty and now I’m headin’
To the city where my sweetheart dwells

There’s a lock of her hair and a four leaf clover
In a letter that she sent to me
I’m beginning to think that the worst is over
And the best still waitin’ to be

Out on the deck with my banjo ringin’
Rollin’ right along – with people all around
Swayin’ and a-swingin’ – singin’ a riverboat song

Hear them sing, now…

Paddle on riverboat – keep a paddlin’ just for me
Paddle on riverboat- oh ho – until I’ve won my liberty
Paddle on riverboat – keep a paddlin just for me
Paddle on riverboat…..Riverboat (riverboat)
‘Till at long last I am free

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Anthem of Peace, An

Words and music by Robbie Smith

His Word and His Promise
Will carry us through these trials,
And His Love will shine down upon us –
To shorten the long, weary miles.

Heed not the war cry that rallies
The forces of “wrong” or of “right”;
There may yet be Peace in our valleys –
With the beacon of Truth burning bright –
Burning eternally bright…

Sing an Anthem of Peace
‘Til the battles all cease
And the suffering gives way to mirth;
Put an end to the greed
And attend to the needs of your children –
The ones who’ll inherit the earth.

Give one voice to your Anthem –
No matter what lies ahead;
You have seeds to sow – go and plant them,
‘Til all of your hungry are fed.

Have Faith, oh, my brothers –
Each Peacemaker shall be spared;
Spread your kindness now unto others –
A Blessing in turn to be shared –
A Blessing to always be shared…

Sing an Anthem of Peace
‘Til the battles all cease
And the suffering gives way to mirth;
Put an end to the greed
And attend to the needs of your children –
(Oo-oo-oo-ooh – of your children)
The ones who’ll inherit the earth.

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Sing Shout

Written by Robbie Smith & Kathleen Glauser

Hey hey hey Mr. T,
Won’t you look over here, won’t you listen to me
Hey hey we’ve got something to say,
We’re standing right here, not going away

We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Till you put it in the constitution
We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Got a problem? Get a solution…

So many nations are proud to be one
Of the countries who value their daughters and sons
We want clean air to breathe, pure water to drink
Safe food on the table, so what do you think?

We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Till you put it in the constitution
We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Got a problem? Get a solution…
Sing… Shout… spell it all out spell it all out

Hey hey, Five million of us are singing out loud:
Who’s driving the bus?
We heard mother earth, she’s crying big tears
There’s no Planet B, so get into gear

Oh Canada we looked for our place
In the list of the Nations setting the pace
To protect Mother Nature but we’re lagging behind
And we are your future so keep that in mind

We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Till you put it in the constitution
We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Got a problem? So get a solution
Sing… Shout… spell it all out spell it all out
Sing… Shout it out… spell it all out SPELL IT ALL OUT!

We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Till you put it in the constitution
We’re gonna sing shout, spell it all out
Got a problem? So get a solution
Sing… Shout… spell it all out spell it all out
Sing… Shout it out… spell it all out SPELL IT ALL OUT!

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Lincoln Cathedral

Written by Robbie Smith

I heard you were married in Lincoln Cathedral
Crowds in the courtyard, bells in the steeple
Carted and carried and brought to the altar
Kissed by your mother, held by your father

Over and over I read your reply –
heard you deny the love that once filled your eyes
A love that could never die – so brightly it filled your eyes
How could it ever die, how could it ever die?

Proudly they hailed you in Lincoln Cathedral
The rich and the hungry, young and the feeble
Voices proclaiming undying devotion
Power and glory spanning the ocean
Further and further we drifted apart
Hoping ’til now that somehow I’d touched your heart

Oh Lincoln Cathedral the kingdom applauds
A gift to your people and a blessing from God

Leaving the gateway of Lincoln Cathedral
Off to his palace stately and regal
Chandelier crystal and goblets of silver
Deep spacious rooms where candle-lights filter
Servants awaiting your every command
But you must obey the one who has claimed your hand
Oh Lincoln Cathedral -ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh Lincoln Cathedral – ah -ah

Instrumental Break

Now the great halls are silent in Lincoln Cathedral
Cloistered in darkness safe from the people
And far in the distance a princess is weeping
Hiding a letter still in her keeping
Bound by tradition she’ll sleep by his side
His choice was made and so she must be his bride
Now she must be his bride keeping the truth deep inside
Now she must be his bride – casting her love aside

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Spanish Fisherman

Music by Robbie Smith, words by Robert S. Smith

On the rolling waves he goes
Rowing where the fish will be
With his sturdy hands the Spanish fisherman
Will gather in the harvest of the sea

As the sun breaks from the waves
And his boat rocks silently
Some great power keeps watch upon the deep
And his little boat upon the sea

Ah, but Celinda waits for him
Waiting to sooth his rope-burned hands
And the lonely’s worth the living
When the sea meets with the land… meets with the land

Till the salt spray whites his hands
And the sea winds carve their lines
All alone will he fill his destiny
Gathering the harvest of the sea

Ah, but Celinda waits for him
To sooth his rope-burned hands
And the lonely’s worth the living
When the sea meets with the land… meets with the land

Ah, but Celinda waits for him
Waiting to sooth his rope-burned hands
And the lonely’s worth the living
When the sea meets with the land… meets with the land