Old Man Winter, Vol. 5

by Ben Smith

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Happy Holidays! This is volume 5 of the Old Man Winter series--a growing collection of original holiday songs, celebrating the unsung moments of the holiday season.


released December 4, 2015

All songs by Ben Smith
Franklin Pointe Songs, ASCAP

Ben Smith -- voice, Wurlitzer, Synths, Omnichord, guitars
Tim Celfo -- bass guitar
Kevin Killen -- drums and electric guitar

Recorded at Milkboy The Studio and Franklin Pointe Studio
Mixed and mastered by Joel Metzler

Album artwork by Kristen Solecki (www.kristensolecki.com)



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West Chester, PA songwriter Ben Smith's songs sound good in both your front parlor and your back barroom---all Tin Pan Alley piano and a fading choirboy voice.

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Track Name: Follow Every Star
Every night is a silent night
if you listen right from up here
This Christmas Eve, you'll see all of me,
floating overseas in the sky

16 sunrises, 16 sunsets
25,000 miles just to forget
I wish I could reach you
I wish I could touch you
I wish I could show you
the heavens above you

Ground control sounds like tremolos
Even Bowie know there's nothing I can do
All the clouds seems to gather round
The snow lay on the ground
Is it around you?
Track Name: He's Just Me
I got you a diamond, but it's still in the mine
I got you some rose, but it's still on the vine
I got you a mansion, girl, but it's all just a dream
This Christmas I got you a man, but he's just me

I got you a Cadillac, but it's still on the lot
I got you a treasure, but no x marks the spot
I got you a cruise, girl, but it's already downstream
This Christmas I got you a man, but he's just me

I would if I could but I can't so I won't
I make for the castle but end up in the moat
I burn a hole in my pocket
now it's burning up my coat
It's not much of a coat to begin with

I'd buy you a drink, but I don't have a dime
Things cost an arm and a leg, so I limp all the time
Please let me beg your pardon
I'll write you a receipt
This Christmas I got you a man, but he's just me