Turntable 

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, guitars, bass, progr.
Jessie Morgan - background vocals
Aaron Fabbrini - pedals steel & dobro

Late summer's sunlight shining on me
My good days help with those I feel in pain
No I can't say I'm doing badly
But soon you can meet me in the rain
 
I'm older now but I'm still burning
For my six-string and the songs hiding inside
Hope to find some more before the tide starts turning
I would love to leave a melody behind
 
And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable running in my home
 
Late picked peaches are the sweetest 
But fate may hold some bitter blows
When darkness falls find me next to Jesus
Smoking the butts from the ashtray of my hopes
 
And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable running in my home
 
And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable running in my home
And I try 
To take it easy
Walk on by 
And let things go
The day I die 
I hope they’ll find me
With the turntable still running in my home
 
 
 

Leave The Lights On

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, guitar
Maciek Szczyci`nki - bass
Neemias Teixeira - Piano
Larry Salzmann - percussion

I'm stuck in a state of anxiety 

A never ending night with monsters lurking around 

I've no doubts your love can save me 

And chase away whatever drags me down

You stand by me in dark despair

You keep me in your prayers

Guard me when I'm scared 

And leave the lights on

When my demons come along

When I'm out there all alone

You wait till I find home 

And leave the lights on

You leave the lights on 

Ohohoh

Please leave the lights on

Ohohoh

How patient you can be with my agony

And cope with the madness of it all

It's your smile blowing away my uncertainty
When you promise you'll catch me when I fall

You stand by me in dark despair

You keep me in your prayers

Guard me when I'm scared 

And leave the lights on

When my demons come along

When I'm out there all alone

You wait till I find home 

And leave the lights on

You leave the lights on 

Ohohoh

Please leave the lights on

Ohohoh

With you're loving soul around me
I won't be afraid of this rodeo
I ride every bucking bronco
Cause I know

You stand by me in dark despair

You keep me in your prayers

Guard me when I'm scared 

And leave the lights on

When my demons come along

When I'm out there all alone

You wait till I find home 

And leave the lights on

You leave the lights on 

Ohohoh

Please leave the lights on

Ohohoh

I Want You Back

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, guitar, bass, progr.
Dan Walsh - Banjo
Steve Giddings - dobro
Jessie Morgan - fiddle

You're the everything I miss

Your golden heart and your sweet kiss

I know I'm the one who fucked it up 

And all I deserve is a kick in the butt

But I want you back

Back in my life

Whatever I did wrong

I'll make it right

I swear I'll stay sober

And I keep my hands off poker

Don't let California be your destiny 

I want you to come back to me

I dream about you every night

Memories of the good days make me cry

How I wish I'd been a better man

Baby can we start all over again

I want you back

Back in my life

Whatever I did wrong

I'll make it right

I swear I'll stay sober

And I keep my hands off poker

Don't let California be your destiny 

I want you to come back to me

I'll go to church with you to pray

And bring you breakfast in bed everyday

I want you back

Back in my life

Whatever I did wrong

I'll make it right

I swear I'll stay sober

And I keep my hands off poker

Don't let California be your destiny 

I want you to come back to me

Song 4 U

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, guitar, progr.
Jessie Morgan - background vocals
Lucio Cheli - drums
Neemias Teixeira - piano

I wanted to show off my art

And make you a gift      

Win a permanent place in your heart

With a little trick

Let you know how I feel about you

By rhyming words that I'd add music too
 

I pondered and puzzled

Twisted and struggled

Sat down for hours and pulled out my hair

Built metaphors and splendid chords

Moved words and notes back and forth

But they refused to line up and pair

It all sounded cheesy and wrong 

Your light shines too brightly for a song

I wanted to shout out my love

But I can't make it fit
It's never close to enough 

What I come up with 

Neither me nor my vintage guitar

Can express how beautiful you are

I pondered and puzzled

Twisted and struggled

Sat down for hours and pulled out my hair

Built metaphors and splendid chords

Moved words and notes back and forth

But they refused to line up and pair

It all sounded cheesy and wrong 

Your light shines too brightly for a song

It was a silly thing to try

Can't do you justice with a write

It sounds like howling at the moon

Your to precious for a Country tune

I pondered and puzzled

Twisted and struggled

Sat down for hours and pulled out my hair

Built metaphors and splendid chords

Moved words and notes back and forth

But they refused to line up and pair

It all sounded cheesy and wrong 

Your light shines too brightly for a song
Honey I tried to write you a song

Leave-Me-Town

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, guitars, bass, progr.
Jessie Morgan - background vocals
Aaron Fabbrini - pedal steel

You grew up in a hap'nin' city

Had a football team and the bars were busy

Now traffic's gone by suppertime 

And all but crime is in decline

They closed the mill late July

The movies and the mall nearby

A dollar store begs for your last dime

With it's flickering neon sign

Some folks just call it change

When what you called home goes down the drain

But it hurts 

To turn your back on what you loved

The riverbanks and mountain views 

The little bar they've boarded up

And it hurts

Thinking of that place

Letting go all those memories

And favorite yesterdays

Cause your heart is still bound

To this leave-me-town

You hoped she'd stay and ease your pain

But hope blew off on the outbound train

Ain’t much left but ghosts hangin’ ‘round

Where hearts give up and dreams run out

And it hurts 

To turn your back on what you loved

The riverbanks and mountain views 

The little bar they've boarded up

And it hurts 

Thinking of that place 

Letting go all those memories 

And favorite yesterdays

You hoped you would make it somehow

In this leave-me-town

You put the pic of Mom and Dad 

In your brand-new travel-bag

And take the longest road to leave

This leave me town

Cause it hurts 

To turn your back on what you loved

The riverbanks and mountain views 

The little bar they've boarded up

And it hurts 

Thinking of that place 

And let go all those memories 

And favorite yesterdays

But in the end there ain't no home

In a leave-me town

Redbuds In Bloom

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, guitar, bass, keys
Jessie Morgan - background vocals, fiddle
Larry Salzman - percussion
Tom McCluskey - cello

Back in the days of love and peace 

He found his kindred soul

Wild years went by they built a home

Slid into a steady flow

Kept love alive got into a fight

Only once in a blue moon

The horses grazed in the pasture 

When the redbuds were in bloom

The horses grazed in the pasture

When the redbuds were in bloom

She turned into a gardener

Loved reading a book in a day

Both enjoyed their common walks 

And a break at Joe's cafe

And sometimes she laid down with him

In the early afternoon

When the sun blinked through the shutters

And the redbuds were in bloom

When the sun blinked through the shutters

And the redbuds were in bloom

The shadows grew in a sudden way 

When she was diagnosed

He tried to deny but her memories died

Now she needed him the most

He wiped the soup dripping down her chin

And helped her with the spoon 

Once in a while he could see her smile

When the redbuds were in bloom

Once in a while he could see her smile 

When the redbuds were in bloom

At the crack of dawn he walks the dog

Alone in the cold blue sleet 

Emptiness is all he feels

Seven days a week 

He'd placed some flowers on her grave

But winter came to soon 

Now he's waiting for the Easter sun

When the redbuds begin to bloom

Now he's waiting for the Easter sun

When the redbuds begin to bloom

In Line

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, bass, progr.
Chris Kaufmann - all guitars 
Reggi Duncan - pedal steel guitar
Jenny Sabi  - background vocals

With the moment of birth
We buy a ticket to death
We are running out of time with every breath
But we turn forty, fifty, sixty
Before we realize
Tomorrow isn't promised
Today we are alive
 
We are all in line
For that sunset ride
We are all in line
For the ferry to the other side
We get old too soon and wise too late 
We still feel young but we can't escape
We can't turn back the hands of time
But we can dance
We can dance in line
 
Don't feed your mind
With vain regret
Smile at the little things at your doorstep
Hum your tune and chase your dream
Don't care what people say
Don't put off till tomorrow
What you can start today 
 
We are all in line
For that sunset ride
We are all in line
For the ferry to the other side
We get old too soon and wise too late 
We still feel young but we can't escape
We can't turn back the hands of time
But we can dance
We can dance in line
 
Find your inner peace 
Bury the hatchet drop your gun
If you need to say 'I love you' 
to someone 
get it done  
 
We are all in line
For that sunset ride
We are all in line
For the ferry to the other side
We get old too soon and wise too late 
We still feel young but we can't escape
We can't turn back the hands of time
But we can dance
We can dance in line
 

Old Friend 

written by Anita Oakley & Frank Renfordt
produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, acoustic guitar, bass
Jessie Morgan - background vocals
Simon Roll  - drums
Francesco Renna - harmonica
Sascha Miskovic - organ
Aaron Fabbrini - dobro

Are you well old friend

Has this world been good to you

Are you loving life

Or are you feeling blue

If you need someone

To hang out and talk to

I'm here to lend you an ear 

Tell me how are you

It's been way too long

Since we've met up for a drink

The good old days are gone

And years passed by in a blink

But we've weathered storm and strife

And the ups and downs in life 

They've taught us that the moments count

So let's raise our glass tonight

Are you well old friend

Has this world been good to you

Are you loving life

Or are you feeling blue

If you need someone

To hang out and talk to 

I'm here to lend you an ear

Tell me how are you

We talk about our dreams

And the crossroads that we've faced

Which path we have followed 

And the price we've had to pay 

The true love that we found

And the hearts we couldn't hold 

Knowing we can't change the past

As we travel down this road

Are you well old friend

Has this world been good to you

Are you loving life

Or are you feeling blue

If you need someone

To hang out and talk to 

I'm here to lend you an ear

Tell me how are you

We can't fight our destiny 

We all have to pay our dues

At least we can stick together  

When our team is about to lose

Are you well old friend

Has this world been good to you

Are you loving life

Or are you feeling blue

If you need someone

To hang out and talk to 

I'm here to lend you an ear

Tell me how are you

I'm here to lend you an ear

Tell me how are you

Wish I Could Have Told You

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, bass, guitars, drum prog
Jessie Morgan - background vocals
Aaron Fabbrini - pedal steelg uitar
Neemias Teixeira - piano

Our paths hadn't crossed since high school days
When I saw your smile light up in a crowd
We chose a place in Quinn's Cafe
Was is it really all that long ago
We talked about trivial things 
About the kids and some old friends
Somehow the bond between us wasn't cut
I saw the woman you've become
Surprising that you still look young
Like it's been yesterday since we broke up
 
I wish I could have told you how beautiful you are
there's something in your eyes beyond compare
I wish you would have urged me to push it bit too far
I'd liked to hold you close but didn't dare 
I wanted you to know that my heart never let you go 
But I couldn’t find the words I‘d liked to say
I guess you know it anyway
 
In those dreamy teenage days you broke my heart
It took some time to bleach out all the blue
Wrote a new song for another girl with my guitar
But it never felt the way it did with you
And in my dreams I drew your face
Kept memories in a secret place
Somehow I'd hoped I'd get a second chance
Years flew by like falling stars
Time has left some itchy scars  
Still I'd gave the world to hold your hands 
 
I wish I could have told you how beautiful you are
There’s something in your eyes beyond compare
I wish you would have urged me to push it a bit too far
I'd liked to hold you close but didn't dare 
I wanted you to know that my heart never let you go 
But I couldn’t find the words I‘d liked to say
I guess you know it anyway
 
When they called for closing time
A million stars were in the sky
And neither of us knew
An easy way to say goodbye
 
I wish I could have told you how beautiful you are
There's something in your eyes beyond compare
I wish you would have urged me to push it a bit too far
I'd liked to hold you close but didn't dare 
I wanted you to know 
That my heart never let you go
But the words I came up with sound cliche
I guess you know it anyway

Mr. Spaceman

written by Frank Renfordt
produced by Dave Demay
Frank Renfordt - vocals
Ron Wallace - backing vocals
Wanda Vick - dobro
Wayne Killius - drums
Kevin Grantt - bass
James Mitchell - electric guitars
Mike Waldron - acustic guitars
Dane Bryant - keyboards

I drove down a backroad
Traveling on my own
Somewhere south of Phoenix
Where only lobos roam
When a sudden thunder made the blacktop tremble
And tumbleweeds were circling in the air
Then a spaceship chased my truck
A light ray beamed me up 
And an alien looked at me with a cold blank stare
 
Mr spaceman
Don't dissect me please
I hope you come in peace
We have a lot to talk about
Mr spaceman
Have you checked the atmosphere
We could use someone here 
To help us out
Please let's talk things out
 
His translation device 
Tried to sound polite 
When the alien explained 
Why they came to fight
Our penchant for excess fucked up our planet
Now we need another place to multiply
We just want you for some tests
Before we kill the rest
So please relax and be prepared to die
 
Mr Spaceman
Don't dissect me please
I'd hoped you'd come in peace
We have a lot to talk about
Mr spaceman
Have you checked the atmosphere
We could use someone here 
To help us out
Please please please let's talk things out
 
Neither of us knew it right then
But I was Covid positive again 
And it didn't take that long 
Before they all were dead and gone 
So this pesky fucking virus saved my ass 
And human life on earth I guess 
 
Mr spaceman
I'd hoped you'd come in peace
We should have talked at least
And worked things out
Mr spaceman
You should have checked the biosphere
You could have really helped us here 
Without a doubt
We should have talked things out
 
Mr Spaceman
 
We could have talked things out

House On The Cliffs

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, bass, guitars, drum prog
Neemias Teixeira - piano
Damiano Della Torre - accordion

The wooden house was built right on the cliffs 
With a stunning view of the setting sun
Loving the blue water and the back-porch barbecues 
They didn't see the signs of things to come
 
Cause the ocean was a traitor
And the cliffs were made of sand
Some stormy winters later  
The dune could not withstand
A precious home was swallowed
By a wild and foaming sea
And a blissful time is fading
To a distant memory 
 
When they first met the world was full of wonder
First kiss first kid first home of their own
But when the banks collapsed
And mortgage rates went up
They felt helplessly exposed to the unknown
 
Cause the ocean was a traitor 
And the cliffs were made of sand
Some stormy winters later  
The dune could not withstand
A precious home was swallowed 
By a wild and foaming sea
And a blissful time is fading 
To a distant memory
 
They'd long looked forward to retirement
The grandkids liked to stay there overnight
Somehow they thought that health
Would be good people's loyal friend 
And they never did expect that bitter fight
 
But the ocean was a traitor 
And the cliffs were made of sand
Some stormy winters later  
The dune could not withstand
A precious home was swallowed 
By a wild and foaming sea
And a blissful time is fading 
To a distant memory

And a blissfull time is fading
To a wistful memory 

Sweet Freedom 

written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt - vocals, bass, guitars
Jennie Sabi - background vocals
Jessie Morgan - fiddle
Simon Röll - drums
Francesco Renna - harmonica
Neemias Teixeira - piano

In my dreams I was a cowboy riding like the wind
Through the Northern plains to where the blue sky ends
An old guitar and a 45 were my companions 
A skewbald and a stray dog my best friends
 
Freedom sweet freedom
Some say it's the only worthy goal
Freedom, sweet freedom
Or is it just a promise to our soul?
 
Heather was a beauty and she treated me so well
How much I loved to spend the nights with her 
But she couldn't stop talking about marriage and kids 
It scared me to be caged in like a bird
 
Freedom, sweet freedom
Oh she looked easy on the eyes
Freedom sweet freedom
For every comfort there's a price
 
I put on a fine suit worked seven days a week 
The paycheck brought a big grin to my face
The fridge in the garage was filled with french champaign
The old guitar stayed lonely in its case
 
Freedom sweet freedom
I could hardly recall that sound
Freedom, sweet freedom
It was just a noise in the background
 
Caught up in my work I failed to make her smile
Then one day she found someone who did
I couldn't even blame her somehow I was relieved 
I'd acted like a fucking idiot 
 
Freedom sweet freedom
Freed from any pressure of success
Freedom sweet freedom
Why does it come along with loneliness
 
Freedom sweet freedom
Freedom sweet freedom
Freedom sweet freedom
Freedom sweet freedom