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I'd Like to Carry On with BARBARA WINDSOR
songs about my childhood in Boston Lincs plus Wyatt Earp and my Dad
The Day Delaney's Donkey had sex with The Pope
How do they sleep tonight along Death Row?
A Victim of the FBI
Germany
When I first met you, you wore PSYCHEDELIC PANTIES......!
George Joseph Smith
Anti BNP SONG
Larry the Downing Street Cat
Hello Sally! Chimp Superstar!
Katy Rose!
Dreams of Iowa
This is the Secret of the Land and the Sea
The Caravan Song
Buster the Line dancing Dawg Page
Grantham Days 1967-71
Song Notes
The Owl Song
The Poor People of America
The John Dillinger Song
On Raglan Road by Patrick Kavanagh
Tamworth Days (1973-9)
Skegness
Lyrics
Witham and Blues - the album
The Ballad of John Silver
Black Guitar - a song about Bix Beiderbecke, Eric Clapton, a black guitar, etc!
Song about Show of Hands Sex Bomb Hunky Steve Knightley
Mr Yamaha - a new song about the roots of English guitar music
Norcsalordie! Red Alert!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE EVERYWHERE!
There is a Land called America
Waiting - a song from a poem by Mary De Ville, and some other poems by Mary
Trad songs
The Battle of Bosworth Field by Dick Miles
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Message about the guestbook
Lets rock and Roll like Cheryl Cole!
The Dorset Dogger

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George Joseph Smith

George Joseph Smith

A mad song about the maddest criminal ever to appear before an English court. Wordsworth wrote Daffodils, Coleridge wrote The Ancient Mariner, Joyce wrote Ulysses and I wrote this song.  Easily my most memorable and most requested song.  Artists ranging from Punk bands to my hero the folksinger Derek Brimstone have had a shot  at singing this,   John Mortimer selected it to appear in The Oxford Book of Villains – but it remains doggedly my own creation.

 

During 2004, I bought a Line 6 guitar and tried to record a sampler of my work.  There were two decent trax from the whole morning session.  This is my favourite recording of a song that has been stubbornly difficult to capture on tape.

 

There is nothing remotely funny about GJS’s crimes.  But that a fellow member of our species could choose to think that he had hit upon a good wheeze in this manner, should give us all pause for thought.

 

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