Smokestake Lightnin'
The Yardbirds Lyrics


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Ah oh, smokestack lightnin′
Shinin' just like gold
Why don′t ya hear me cryin'?
A whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whoo
Whoa oh tell me, baby
What's the matter with you?
Why don′t ya hear me cryin′?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh tell me, baby
Where did ya, stay last night?
A-why don't ya hear me cryin′?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh, stop your train
Let a poor boy ride
Why don't ya hear me cryin′?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh, fare ya well
Never see, a you no more
A-why don't ya hear me cryin′?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
Whoa oh, who been here baby since
I, I been gone, a little bitty boy?

Girl, be on
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Yardbirds' "Smokestack Lightnin'" can be interpreted as a lamentation about a failed relationship. The opening lines "Ah oh, smokestack lightnin'/Shinin' just like gold" can be seen as a metaphor for the golden moments of the relationship that are now gone. The repeated lines "Why don't ya hear me cryin'?" and "Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo" evoke a sense of desperation and longing for the attention and recognition of the person the singer is addressing.


The next lines "Tell me, baby/What's the matter with you?/Why don't ya hear me cryin'?" clearly express the singer's frustration with the lack of emotional response from their partner. The plea "Stop your train/Let a poor boy ride" suggests a desire for a second chance or an opportunity to improve the situation. However, the final lines "Fare ya well/Never see, a you no more" and "Who been here baby since/I, I been gone, a little bitty boy?" may indicate that the relationship is already over and the singer is resigned to moving on.


Overall, "Smokestack Lightnin'" is a blues song that captures the pain and heartbreak of a failed relationship through powerful and emotional lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Ah oh, smokestack lightnin'
The singer sees smokestack lightnin' and expresses surprise and wonder at it.


Shinin' just like gold
The smokestack lightnin' is shining brightly like gold.


Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
The singer is crying out for attention but the listener is not responding.


A whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whoo
This is an expression of the artist's emotional state.


Whoa oh tell me, baby
The artist is pleading for an answer from the listener.


What's the matter with you?
The singer is trying to find out why the listener is not responding.


Where did ya stay last night?
The singer is asking the listener where they were the previous night.


A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?
The artist is still crying out for attention but the listener is still not responding.


Whoa oh, stop your train
The artist is pleading for the train to be stopped.


Let a poor boy ride
The artist is asking to be given a chance to ride on the train.


Fare ya well
The singer is saying goodbye.


Never see, a you no more
The artist is expressing sadness at the thought of never seeing the listener again.


Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
This is an expression of the singer's emotional state.


Whoa oh, who been here baby since
The singer is asking the listener who has been with them since they were a child.


I, I been gone, a little bitty boy?
The singer is asking the listener if they remember them from when they were a child.


Girl, be on
The artist is telling the listener to move on.


Whoo hoo, whoo hoo, whooo
This is an expression of the artist's emotional state.




Writer(s): Chester Burnett

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@eugenecotes4987

Yeah, smokestack lightning
Don't you hear me callin'?
Don't you hear me callin'? Well, well
Tell me where did you go last night?
I gotta know who you been with
Tell me where did you go last night? Well, well
You gotta stop your train
Let me go for a ride, pretty baby, you know
Stop your train, I gotta ride with you
Gotta ride with you
I gotta ride with you
Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby
Fare you well, goodbye, goodbye
I never see nobody little baby, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Yeah, smokestack lightning
Shining like gold
Don't you hear me callin'? Well, well
You gotta stop your train
Let me go for a ride, gotta ride with you
Stop your train and ride with you, now



All comments from YouTube:

@snakebait5118

July of 64, I was 13 years old and I remember this song like it was yesterday. These were dark days for me being a victim in a dysfunctional family. It's all good. I'm 71 and have been happily married to my bride of 48 years who gave me two beautiful daughters who are successful in life!

@jasonpowell8832

I wasn’t born till 78 (also a good year in music) but I luckily got to listen and learn from my two uncles and moms records. I’d spend hours listening and attempting to play on my toy guitar.

@chrisnewport6242

Quality ! You got lucky my friend . I was born too late in 67 but so greatfull of the Mod revival in 79 . Still into the Mod scene today and its how i took interest and descovered the Yardbirds genious . Life was given to us to enjoy and these guys make it all happen never gathering cobwebs . 👌

@grokeffer6226

👍👍👍

@billhorstkamp98

God bless you and your wife ❤

@snakebait5118

@@billhorstkamp98 He certainly has, thank you!

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@walterfechter8080

I'm forever grateful that the Blues swept over Britain like a sonic tsunami. So many artists caught that soul fever -- Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck, Alexis Korner, John Mayall, Peter Green, Jimmy Page, Rory Gallagher, Van Morrison, et al. Yardbirds were bruisin' -- then as now.

@williamthompson9261

Smokestack Lightning made me wanna b a harp player over50 years ago! Playing harp is fantastic for your heart! It’s never too late! BT

@ML-rg9dn

One of my favourite all-time LPs Five Live Yardbirds. Smokestack Lightening. I was then switched onto Rhythm and Blues. Then John Mayall and The Blues breakers etc etc
Saw Yardbirds at The Dungeon Club, Nottingham Feb 1965, I was 16. I stood right in front of Eric Clapton, I was in heaven!

@MissMyPonytail

Except for The Dungeon Club (I lived in Seattle), we could be clones!

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