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Apples & Cheese

by Tom Smith

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1.
Apples and Cheese When I was a boy I wasn’t very bright I didn’t know much but I knew what I liked When Teacher sang the A B C’s All I could sing was “apples and cheese” [CHORUS] Apples and cheese, apples and cheese, Some sing praise for carrots and peas, But nothin’ in the world can make a man say please Like a great big plate of apples and cheese When time came to learn about the birds and the bees, My father shared his expertise “Son, there ain’t no guarantees, Except for the joys of apples and cheese” Cortlan, Granny Smith, Macintosh and Macoun Cheddar, Gouda, Brie, Swiss, Provolone You’ll never find me on a hunger strike For I never met an apple or a cheese I didn’t like When I get to heaven let me tell you what I’ll do I’ll be singin’ in the choir with the angels who Raise their hands from bended knees And praise the lord for apples and cheese
2.
This is What I Said Momma told me go and play and don’t make a mess So I took out my paints ‘cause I like them best Now on the living room wall I see A mural of mommy and me CHORUS: And this is what I said When they asked me what I did Da da da da da da da da Ta da da da da da da daaah Once I found a little wall paper tear I thought I’d rip it off ‘cause it shouldn’t be there Now why did daddy growl and show his teeth There’s a much nicer color underneath I looked over yonder and what did I spy The corner of a tablecloth very close by I wondered what would happen if I gave it a tug Gramma’s jigsaw puzzle on the rug So when you get in trouble, and everybody does Like when I used my grampa’s flute to bubble in the suds Don’t get scared, just sing like me Try it once, you’ll see. LAST CHORUS: This is what I say And I say it every day Da da da da da da da da Ta da da da da da da daaah
3.
The Fox 03:32
The Fox The fox went out on a chilly night Prayed for the moon to give him light For he had many a mile to go that night Before he reached the town O (2x) He ran til he came to a great big bin Where the ducks and the geese were kept therein Said, a couple of you are going to grease my chin Before I leave this town O He grabbed the grey goose by the neck Throwed a duck across his back He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack And the legs all dangling down O Then old mother Flipper-Flopper jumped out of bed Out of the window she cocked her head Crying, John, John the grey goose is gone and the fox is on the town O Then John he went to the top of the hill Blew his horn both loud and shrill The fox, he said, I better flee with my kill Or they'll soon be on my trail O He ran till he came to his cozy den There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten Saying, Daddy, daddy, better go back again For it must be a mighty fine town O Then the fox and his wife, without any strife Cut up the goose with a carving knife They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones O [Repeat first verse.]
4.
Old Man of the Woods There was an old man who lived in the woods, as you can plainly see He said he could do more work in a day, than his wife could do in three If this be so the old woman said, then this you must allow That you must do my work for a day, while I go drive the plow You must milk the Tiny cow, for fear she should go dry And you must feed the little pigs that are within the stye And you must watch the bracken hen, for fear she lay astray And don’t forget to wind the yarn that I spun yesterday [Break] The old woman took the staff in her hand and went to drive the plow The old man took the pail in his hand and went to milk the cow But Tiny hinched, and Tiny flinched, and Tiny cocked her nose And Tiny gave the old man such a kick, that the blood ran down to his toes. Hey my good cow, Ho my good cow, and now my good cow stand still If ever I milk this cow again it will be against my will And when he milked the Tiny cow for fear she should go dry Then he fed the little pigs that are within the stye Then he watched the bracken hen for fear she lay astray But he forgot to wind the yarn that his wife spun yesterday He swore by all the leaves on the trees and all the stars in heaven That his wife could do more work in a day, than he could do in seven.
5.
Community 02:52
Community This is a little song about community It’s really just a very simple thing A community’s a group of individuals Who have a common song to sing It takes all kinds of voices, some can reach the high notes Other voices sing the notes down low We keep the rhythm with our feet Walking forward to the beat Participation is the key that makes it go! A family’s a kind of a community No two families are really quite the same Some are large and some are small They’ll pick/help you up if you should fall And I’ve been told that mine is kind of strange We tell jokes, and laugh a lot Sometimes we argue round the clock But we figured out - how to get along Love is what it’s all about In the end there is no doubt That everybody in our family belongs A neighborhood’s a kind of community Many families - some you may not know If they’re unknown to you I’ll tell you what to do When you see them on the street, say hello! If they say “hello” to you it may sound different This may be how they say it in their homes Kon'nichiwa, jambo Marha’baa, Nǐ hǎo, Hola, bonjour, shalom! The world is a kind of a community Maybe that is why we call it “Mother Earth” It’s just a bigger song to sing With every living thing And we sing on - through life, and death and birth We don’t inherit this planet from our parents We borrow it from our kids Let’s make sure that we take care Where it’s broken we’ll repair So they receive a better planet than we did [Repeat Verse 1, and the last line twice]
6.
Solace Market CHORUS: Come wi guh down, come wi guh down Come wi guh down a Solas Market. Come wi guh down, come wi guh down Fi guh buy banana. Come wi guh buy banana, Down a Solas Market. Tek out the long, long thread bag Before the higgler hawk it Some bunch have long, long finger What lovely banana! Some bunch have short, short finger All a same banana Ripe and green banana What lovely banana! Roast and bwile banana All a same banana Bwile the green banana With a piece a mackrel Coconut oil and pepper Dat will surely blend now
7.
Stripes and Spots CHORUS: Stripes and spots Stripes and spots I am the type who wears stripes and spots All over my body from bottom to top - - - If I can’t go bare then I wear strips and spots. Stripes feel so good on my tummy tum tum They cover my belly. They wrap ‘round my bum. I walk down the street and I’m feeling all right ‘Cause my clothes - - - they have stripes! CHORUS I also wear spots, can you guess where they go? They start at my ankles and end at my toes First thing each morning I put on my socks Provided - - - they have spots! CHORUS I have to undress to get into the tub But as soon as I’m finished and they pull the plug I put on my jammies, the one’s that have got You guessed it! - - - stripes and spots! CHORUS CHORUS Last line of 2nd chorus: My underwear? Yes they’re there. Stripes and spots!
8.
Little Pigs 01:56
Little Pigs Little pigs lie in the best of straw With an oink snort oink whistle oink she nan little dog Little pigs lie in the best of straw With an oink snort oink whistle oink she nan little dog Lilly bo lay, Lilly bo lay, Lilly bo lay, Lilly bo lay, My daddy’s a bonnie wee man With an oink snort oink whistle oink she nan little dog (similarly) Little pigs make the best of pets
9.
Three Craws 03:03
Three Craws CHORUS: Three craws sat upon a wa’ Sat upon a wa’ Sat upon a wa’ Three craws sat upon a wa’ On a cold and frosty day The first craw, couldna’ find his ma Couldna’ find his ma Couldna’ find his ma The first craw, couldna’ find his ma On a cold and frosty day CHORUS (2 craws) The second craw, couldna’ find his pa Couldna’ find his pa Couldna’ find his pa The second craw, couldna’ find his pa On a cold and frosty day CHORUS (1 craw) The third craw, couldna’ caw at a’ On a cold and frosty day CHORUS (no craws) The fourth craw, wasna’ there at a’ On a cold and frosty day That’s a’, I hear ‘aboot the craw On a cold and frosty day
10.
I'll Show You the Way Lay your head upon my breast Match your breath to mine Wrap your arms around my waist Sleep will come in time Though the night is cold and dreary You are safe at home When the world is mad and scary You'll not be alone [CHORUS] Cast all care away my child I am here to say When it’s time to walk through darkness I'll show you the way The bad things that some people do You may not understand Ask and I’ll explain to you Or tell you when I can't This I know with all my heart Though it may seem far away Light will always follow dark And I’ll show you the way [CHORUS - and repeat last line]
11.
Mostly I'm a Kid I watched the news on TV My parents were not home The things that I saw scared me It was hard to be alone. I have so many questions, doubts But I know that it’s not good When they got home we talked about it My parents understood --- Now I'm marching with my family A protest in the street We made the signs we carry Mine says “I’m speaking with my feet!” It feels good to do something Though I'm sure it won't erase All that’s bad, but it’s a step to make My world a better place -- My parents say, “We grow up in stages And be grateful for the blessing that each age is.” --- I'll go play with Luna She's the new dog we just got Ride my bike, do some reading Call my friends. We always laugh a lot For dinner we'll have pizza And talk of what we did At 13 sometimes I feel grownup But mostly, I’m a kid
12.
Zapatito (Little Shoe) My super power is soccer My shot’ll shock a blocker It blows right by the stopper My aim is true A soccer ball torpedo I am the M.V.P.-O They call me Zapatito Little shoe. GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL ! Yes I am Zapatito Quick as a mosquito A supercharged neutrino A billion watts My dribble is a riddle On the outside or the middle Ain’t no goalie that’ll quibble With my shots GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL ! But when I’m in my jammies On the couch with gramps and grammie Trade soccer ball for lambie Snug as bugs There’s a book that they read to me And a peace that runs right through me It’s looking good for me To score some hugs GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL ! GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL GOAL ! YAY!

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New and used songs for kids and their grownups
With guitar, banjo, harmonica, dulcimer, jaw harp, and magic twanger

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released December 4, 2020

All songs by Tom Smith (ASCAP), except
(7) Tom Smith and Mally Smith
(3, 4, 6, 8, 9) Traditional

© ℗ 2021 Peabody Hill Publishing (ASCAP)
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This album project started out as a do-it-yourself, private release for my grandchildren and their parents during a time when the COVID-19 pandemic requires us to stay apart. I recorded it at home; singing and playing all of the instruments. I had so much fun making it, I decided to share it with you!

Very special thank yous to:

My daughter Mally Smith - for collaboration and vocal harmonies; and to Evan Hamilton for recording Mally in Edinburgh and Penicuik, Scotland.

Clio Moock - for singing "Mostly I'm a Kid"; and to her father Alastair Moock for recording Clio at home in Melrose, MA.

Sean Staples of Wesley Park Studio - coaching, mixing

Dave Westner - mastering

Lisa Bastoni - cover art

Leslie Lee - graphic design

In memory of Apple Rob (Robert G. Ayres)

Sing on!

Tom Smith
November 2020

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“Folk music is still a living tradition that feeds on new songs that speak of people’s wants, needs, struggles and triumphs. Tom Smith is a man who writes songs that seem like they’ve always been there. There are very few songwriters working today that I would call folksingers, but I would call Tom Smith a true folksinger.” – Dave Palmeter, WUMB-FM Boston ... more

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