
Money Where My Mouth Is - The Lyrics
More Past Than Future
Words and Music - Paul Smyth 2021
We grow old when we stop playing, but there’s a light still in our eyes
I’ve got a palm full of dice here, and they’re free for us to try
I’ll never be an old man, I really haven’t changed at all
Our dreams that were light, have taken on weight
And we’re not standing quite so tall
I’m a man with more past than future, that’s lesson one and it don’t need a tutor
We don’t have wrinkles we have history, lovers initials carved into that tree
And when we rolled up our sleeves they turned up their noses
You reap what you sow and they ain’t growing roses
I’m now the person that I should have been, it’s not to late to start a brand new dream
There’s no shortcut to any place worth going, don’t always take the shortest track
We stuck around when the others let go, we don’t need those old times back
It’s the hard work we do, when times get so tough, and a spirit to never give up
And when nightmares arrive, cling tight to your dreams
Or you’ll drown in your half filled cups
I’m a man with more past than future, that’s lesson one and it don’t need a tutor
We don’t have wrinkles we have history, lovers initials carved into that tree
And when we rolled up our sleeves they turned up their noses
You reap what you sow and they ain’t growing roses
I’m now the person that I should have been, it’s not to late to start a brand new dream
I’m a man with more past than future, that’s lesson one and it don’t need a tutor
We don’t have wrinkles we have history, lovers initials carved into that tree
And when we rolled up our sleeves they turned up their noses
You reap what you sow and they ain’t growing roses
I’m now the person that I should have been, it’s not to late to start a brand new dream
A Little Bit (of What I Need)
Words and Music - Paul Smyth 2021
Got no money, got no love
Prayed to the Lord, in heaven above
Asked if he, could send to me, oh Lord
A little bit, of what I need
Got no answers, signs or replies
Turned from that Lord, from prayers to the skies
It’s time for me, to step up and seize, oh Lord
That little bit, of what I need
You can spend your whole life waiting for your luck to alter
But now I know it’s in my hands
I’m gonna make the best of everything I’m given
I’m gonna turn this life, around
Got no comforts, but I’ve got my health
And I’m on my way, and I’m seeing wealth
Not in riches, in the life round me, oh Lord
A little bit, of what I need
You can spend your whole life waiting for your luck to alter
But now I know it’s in my hands
I’m gonna make the best of everything I’m given
I’m gonna turn this life, around
You can spend your whole life waiting for your luck to alter
But now I know it’s in my hands
I’m gonna make the best of everything I’m given
I’m gonna turn this life, around
Well I met a woman, and we had some fun
I woke up one morning, to see that she’d run
Away from me, but oh how she, gave me
A little bit, of what I need
Little Sparrow
Words and Music - Paul Smyth 2021
She walks out of the station, thoughts heavy on her mind
The winter wind is bitter, but the waning sun is kind
She bends to grab a paper, as the street lights flicker on
And shrugs away a shiver, thinking where’d it all go wrong
She crumbles in a doorway, and mouths an empty prayer
Then pulls herself together, at one with her despair
Fly high – little sparrow
Don’t cry – little sparrow
Just try – little sparrow
And watch, your dreams, take flight
Cold and without purpose, she wanders to her nest
Remembering her old dreams, the ones she laid to rest
She’s struggles through the rigour, the daily trudge and grind
She thinks maybe tomorrow, she can leave it all behind
The bottle by her bedside, could take her pain away
But the picture sat beside it, helps her face another day
Fly high – little sparrow
Don’t cry – little sparrow
Just try – little sparrow
And watch, your dreams, take flight
Fly high – little sparrow
Don’t cry – little sparrow
Just try – little sparrow
And watch, your dreams, take flight
Slide
Words and Music - Paul Smyth 2021
Slide, you’ve gotta keep on moving
Deny, this game is yours for losing
Try, to keep your head together
Fly, you won’t be here forever
So when you reach than famous final scene
You’re not looking back on what might have been
Life, it’s yours for the taking
Don’t fret, about the money you’re not making
Dance, you gotta keep on grooving
Play, until it’s time to cash your chips in
So when you reach than famous final scene
You’re not looking back on what might have been
You gotta keep yourself together, navigate this nasty weather, now
Keep on moving, dancing, grooving, sliding, trying, jump on the, ride
You gotta keep yourself together, navigate this nasty weather, now
Keep on moving, dancing, grooving, sliding, trying, jump on the, ride
Slide, you’ve gotta keep on moving
Ride, you’ve gotta keep on moving
When Did You Trade Heaven
Words and Music - R A Whiting - Arr. Paul Smyth 2021
When did you leave heaven, how could they let you go
How’s everything up in heaven, I would love to know
Why did you trade heaven, just for these earthly things
Why did you lose your little halo, baby why’d you drop your wings
So have they missed you, or could you get back in
Ah if I kissed you, tell me would it be a sin
So have they missed you, or could you get back in
Ah if I kissed you, tell me would it be a sin
I am only human, and you are so divine
When did you leave heaven, little angel of mine
Why did you trade heaven, for these earthly things
Why did you lose your little halo, baby why’d you drop your wings
Why did you lose your little halo, baby why’d you drop your wings