A Smell of Gravy

Credits & Lyrics

A Little Love

Written by Frank Renfordt
Produced by Dave Demay at Songcity Studio Nashville, TN 
Brittini Black (vocals) 
Wayne Killius (drums)
Sam Hunt (bass) 
Jon Conley (git)
Carl Miner (git) 
Dane Bryant (keys)



Another hard day's night 
The phone doesn't ring anymore
Stayin' all alone
In my office on the second floor Scrollin' profiles on a dating site 
In the glow of a laptop light
I've done so well I've come this far
But why do I have to pay with an empty heart

I need a little love
Someone to lift me up
Someone who makes my heart beat fast With a burning hug
An’ just a little love
A couple of sweet kisses will make me feel alright I need a little loving tonight

It's eleven p.m.
I turn on the washing machine Days are never to long
For a single mother of three
I feel I'm fairly overdue
For somebodies arms to fall into

I need a little love
Someone to lift me up
Someone who makes my heart beat fast With a burning hug
An’ just a little love
A couple of sweet kisses will make me feel alright I need a little loving tonight

Maybe I'm strong
Maybe I'll get it all done
But for now I need a shoulder to lean on

I need a little love
Someone to lift me up
Someone who makes my heart beat fast With a burning hug
An’ just a little love
A couple of sweet kisses will make me feel alright I need a little loving tonight


She Drives Her Own Truck

Written by Frank Renfordt
Produced by Dave Demay at Songcity Studio Nashville, TN 
Matt Dame (vocals)
Wayne Killius (drums)
Kevin Grantt (bass)
James Mitchell (git)
Mike Waldron (git, banjo)
Philip DeSteiguer (keys)


She‘s a daughter of thunder 
Wildfire flaming in her eyes
A can‘t get enough hunter
A sweet demon in a hot angels disguise Take care if you gonna find a place beside her 
She will never be your shotgun rider

She drives her own truck 
Fueled by desire
She's ready to rock you 
To set you on fire
She lays down the laws 
Knows what she wants 
She ain‘t shy of anything but 
She drives her own truck

You should better take cover
When she starts making eyes on you She’s a dangerous lover
Breaking your heart the first rendezvous She don’t mind telling you this right away She’s not the one to catch the brides bouquet

She drives her own truck 
Fueled by desire
She's ready to rock you 
To set you on fire
She lays down the laws 
Knows what she wants 
She ain‘t shy of anything but 
She drives her own truck

Don't dig for love, don't fall into
She knows a hundred ways to make a fool of you

She drives her own truck 
Pedal to the metal
She knows what she’s got
This long legged devil
No way to go
You can't say no
She’s your biggest mistake, so what? 

She drives her own truck 
Fueled by desire
She's ready to rock you
To set you on fire
She lays down the laws 
Knows what she wants
She ain‘t shy of anything but 
She drives her own truck
Pedal to the metal
Look what she's got
This long legged devil
She drives her own truck
She drives her own truck
Look what she's got
So what?


Joanne

Written by Frank Renfordt
Produced by Dave Demay at Songcity Studio Nashville, TN 
Dave Demay (vocals)
Wayne Killius (drums)
Sam Hunt (bass) 
Jon Conley (git) 
Carl Miner (git)
Dane Bryant (keys)


Can you recall the time summer 79 
When we had our very first date

Our hearts beating fast and it felt like a blast 
That sweet sweet kiss by the lake

Oh Joanne
Life was a playground back then 
With our heads in the clouds 
Dancing feet on the ground 
Why can't it be like that again 
Oh Joanne
We had such a good time back then

Do you remember that friendly bartender Refilled our glasses when money was tight 
The juke box was playing and I heard you saying 
I ain't going home without you tonight


Oh Joanne
Life was a playground back then 
With our heads in the clouds 
Dancing feet on the ground 
Why can't it be like that again 
Oh Joanne
We had such a good time back then


Do you remember that rainy September We spent in that cabin down at the beach Nothing to do just me and you 
Loving and laughing between the sheets


Oh Joanne
Life was a playground back then 
With our heads in the clouds 
Dancing feet on the ground 
Why can't it be like that again 
Oh Joanne
We had such a good time back then

Now the lord is calling your name 
Not for long and he will ease your pain We had it all I got no complains

Oh Joanne
Life was a playground back then 
With our heads in the clouds 
Dancing feet on the ground 
Why can't it be like that again 
Oh Joanne
We had such a good time back then 
Oh Joanne
I'd live our life all over again



Back You Up

Written & produced by Frank Renfordt Jessie Morgan (vocals, fiddle) 
Frank Renfordt (git, keys, drum prog)


When you reach for higher ground 
But sweet weakness drags you down

I will get my flag out and cheer for you When every effort seems in vain 
And there‘s no rainbow only rain
I‘ll share with you the pain
And dive in too
When you're lyin' in the bathtub cryin' 
With a bottle of Gray Goose

I'll back you up
When no-one else will fight beside you
I'll keep you safe in the lowest place you find yourself 
No matter how deep the swamp we have to wade through 
However long it takes to help your dreams come true 
I'll be your tailwind when you're running out of luck
I will always back you up

When you make the same mistake
A second time and call it fate
I haven't much to say but will know better When you‘re acting like a fool
And so-called friends make fun of you
I will be your parachute
We’ll stick together
When you lose control and bare your soul With the whole world watchin'

I'll back you up
When no-one else will fight beside you

I'll keep you safe in the lowest place you find yourself 
No matter how deep the swamp we have to wade through

However long it takes to help your dreams come true 
I’ll be tailwind when you're running out of luck

I I will always back you up

When your peers admire you
And you can‘t deal with your success When you choose the wrong tattoos 
And gonna ride the coke express
When you‘re the last guest of the party And no one‘s left to take you home 
I’m your one-man army
I will never let you down

I'll back you up
When no-one else will fight beside you
I'll keep you safe in the lowest place you find yourself 
No matter how deep the swamp we have to wade through 
However long it takes to help your dreams come true 
I’ll be your tailwind when you're running out of luck
I will always back you up
I will always back you up
I'm always here to back you up


Mount Everest


Written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Singer not named
Craig Fletcher (fiddle) 
Frank Renfordt (bass, git, keys, mandolin, drum prog)


He met his Appalachian girl in a summer camp 
She became his wife and his best friend

They found a place on earth to settle down
Big skies and green grass all around
They got a couple of kids and a lazy dog hanging out on the porch 
And a four-wheel-drive ten year old Dodge
They’r working hard to keep the wheels on turning
Rarely skipping church on Sunday morning
And he was always feeling alright
With some friends and a cold beer at the barbecue on Saturday night

Some people’s dreams ain’t big enough to fail 
They never play a leading part in an heroic tale 
But to live a life full of love and happiness You don’t need to climb Mount Everest

Summer came and summer left
And autumn brought another gift
It wasn’t long after the youngest had left home 
When the first grandchild came along
Now they spent some more time by the sea 
She lent her hand to a charity
And was always feeling fine
When everybody’s coming home at Christmas time

Some people’s dreams ain’t big enough to fail 
They never play a leading part in an heroic tale 
But to live a life full of love and happiness You don’t need to climb Mount Everest

When she got sick and needed care 
He spoon-fed her and combed her hair And at the moment she passed away 
He whispered sweet nothings in her ear While his eyes were filling up with tears Sitting in his rocking chair 
Missing his Appalachian girl
One thing he’s really sure about
He will meet her again in a different world

Some people’s dreams ain’t big enough to fail 
They never play a leading part in an heroic tale 
But to live a life full of love and happiness You don’t need to climb Mount Everest

Some people’s dreams ain’t big enough to fail 
They never play a leading part in an heroic tale 
But to live a life full of love and happiness You don’t need to climb Mount Everest

You don’t have to climb Mount Everest


Your Fanciest Ringtone

Written by Frank Renfordt
Produced by Dave Demay at Songcity Studio Nashville/TN 
Dave Demay (vocals) 
Wayne Killius (drums)
Sam Hunt (bass)
Jon Conley (git) 
Carl Miner (git) 
Dane Bryant (keys)


Someone is hurt 
Someone has cried

Someones’s heart is broken and scared And I know that
I can feel it
I've been through this and I know what it means 
When a heart is fading like a guitar chord
In the basement of cloud nine

Someone's in love 
Someone's caught in your spell Somebody's heart is burning like hell 
Can you hear it?
Can you feel that?
All that I want is to hold your hand 
Baby if you wanna dance
Just give me a sign

I wanna be the music in your life
I'm gonna put the sparkle back in your eyes
I wanna see you smile and swing and twirl again and never cry
I wanna be your fanciest ring tone
I wanna be the song you're humming along
I wanna steal your heart with a tune
And make you mine forever

Something feels new 
Something feels good 
Something happened that I hoped it would 
When you hold me
When you kiss me
Come on take the lead turn up the beat
 If you need something more
I'm here waiting for you

I wanna be the music in your life
I'm gonna put the sparkle back in your eyes
I wanna see you smile and swing and twirl again and never cry
I wanna be your fanciest ring tone
I wanna be the song you're humming along
 I'm gonna heal your heart with a tune
and make you mine forever

Uuuhuhuhu Aaahahaha

I wanna be the music in your life
I'm wanna put that sparkle back in your eyes
I wanna see you smile and swing and twirl again and never cry
I wanna be your fanciest ring tone
I wanna be the song you're humming along 
I'm gonna steal your heart with a tune
And make you mine forever
I'm gonna steal your heart with a tune
And make you mine forever


Blown Away

Written by Frank Renfordt
Produced by Dave Demay at Songcity Studio Nashville, TN 
Dave Demay (vocals)
Wanda Vick (fiddle, banjo, mandolin) Wayne Killius (drums) 
Kevin Grantt (bass)
James Mitchell (git) 
Mike Waldron (git)

You hit me like a bullet in my heart 
Right on target threw off my guard

I'm falling but I never hit the ground Everything 's turning round and round When you kiss me there's no gravity Nothing else to hold on to 
Other than this beauty in my arms

I'm blown away
You sweep me off my feet 
Your sweetness hits me deep 
This mole on your cheek 
And your Levi's
I'm blown away
By your lips and your smile 
Stay with me for a while
I love your country style 
And that brightness in your eyes

Seconds turn to hours without you 
Since you made my world brand-new
I can't stop starring at my phone 
When I'm on my own waiting for your call Since you kissed me I feel like a junkie Waitin’ for his next fix
Addicted to the honey of your skin

I'm blown away
You sweep me off my feet 
Your sweetness hits me deep 
This mole on your cheek 
And your Levi's
I'm blown away
By your lips and your smile 
Stay with me for a while
I love your country style 
And that brightness in your eyes

When you kiss me there's no gravity Nothing else to hold on to 
Other than this beauty in my arms


I'm blown away
You sweep me off my feet Your sweetness hits me deep This mole on your cheek And your Levi's
I'm blown away
By your lips and your smile Stay with me for a while
I love your country style And that brightness in your eyes I love your country style And that brightness in your eyes

Missing Girl

Written by Michael R. J. Roth & Frank Renfordt 
Produced by Dave Demay at Songcity Studio Nashville, TN 
Singer not named
Wayne Killius (drums) 
Sam Hunt (bass) 
Jon Conley (git) 
Carl Miner (git, dobro) 
Dane Bryant (keys)


You were the girl who had the curly hair Those gentle hands and lips so sugar-sweet

I knew before the end of my senior year You were the lover I would marry in my dreams 
Until the news said you were missing
and you were never found

My missing girl
My vanished fantasy 
Forever there will be
A burning in my life 
This constant thorn
In my ever-bleeding heart 
We live worlds apart 
And no one can make it right 
Anymore

I later got a wife, she kept me as a souvenir 
Till the passion of a weekend barbecue The guests went home and left us all alone 
And then she found your picture and the truth 
The truth that I'm still
still in love with you


My missing girl
My vanished fantasy 
Forever there will be
A burning in my life 
This constant thorn
In my ever-bleeding heart 
We live worlds apart 
And no one can make it right 
Anymore

The day I die I hope to find your soul Somewhere on the other side 
Then we'll hold hands like we did before And your heart will be forever mine 
And I’ll give you all the love
I've saved up all my life

My missing girl
My vanished fantasy 
Forever there will be
A burning in my life 
This constant thorn
In my ever-bleeding heart 
We live worlds apart 
And no one can make it right 
My missing girl
My vanished fantasy 
Forever there will be
A burning in my life 
This constant thorn
In my ever-bleeding heart 
We live worlds apart 
And no one can make it right 
Anymore


Those Moments

Written & produced by Frank Renfordt 
Singer not named
Frank Renfordt (git, mandolin, keys, drum prog)

Driving down the coastal highway 
Wind is playing in your hair

Salty scents of ocean floating in the air

It never felt so right, I never felt so free With you here by my side smiling brightly at me 
Oh loving you is so much fun
I feel blessed and kissed by the sun


Cause I’m sharing those moments those moments with you 
Red skies turning to indigo
The moon and the stars come shining through
When I’m sharing those moments those moments with you 
Uhuhuhu all my dreams come true
I'm sharing those moments with you

The ocean smooth as glass reflections of a lighthouse light 
And on your skin the taste of a sultry southern night 
Bonfires on the beach fireworks in my head
No need for satin sheets in our sandy king-size bed 
It’s so beautiful it hurts
I cannot put it into words

Cause I’m sharing those moments those moments with you 
Red skies turning to indigo
The moon and the stars come shining through
When I am sharing those moments those moments with you 
Uhuhuhu all my dreams come true
I'm sharing those moments with you

One rainy April day a little girl was born She gives us a feeling so grateful and warm 
When she’s showing us her smile
The world stops turning for a while

And I am sharing those moments those moments with you 
Life is turning into something new
When you look into her eyes you see the sun shining through 
And I’m sharing those moments those moments with you 
Uhhuhuhu all my dreams come true
I'm sharing those moments with you
Uhhuhuhu all my dreams come true
I’m sharing my life and those moment with you


House In A Row

Written by Frank Renfordt
Produced by Sascha Miskovic & Frank Renfordt 
Sascha Miskovic (vocals)
Sandra Miskovic (bg vocals) 
Simon Röll (drums)
Jamie Jordan (tin whistle) 
Steven Schumann (cello)
Frank Renfordt (bass, git, keys)


I guess you saw this moment coming 
All the things I'd been up to

But I never felt like painting fences 
Never felt at home here like you do

An inner voice calling me to ramble 
To face my fate somewhere out there 
To leave this two-lane town behind me 
I don't mean to hurt you 
Forgive me my dear

Oh you know it I know
I'm not meant for a house in a row 
Woh-oh-ooh let go let me go 
Don't say you love me
Take back that latch-key 
Delete me from your phone

The nasty cold winds of Chicago
If I can't stand them anymore 
And if my dreams don’t turn out right 
I don‘t expect an open door

Oh you know it I know
I'm not meant for a house in a row 
Woh-oh-ooh let go let me go 
Don't say you love me
Take back that latch-key 
Delete from your phone

I hope you'll find someone to hold on 
Who prunes back the hedge and trees Someone who loves you more than I do Who makes you forget me 
Forget me please

Oh you know it I know
I'm not meant for a house in a row 
Woh-oh-ooh let go let me go 
Don't say you love me
Take back that latch-key 
Delete me from your phone



You Can't Make Someone Love You

Written by Anita Oakley, Michael A. Austin, Frank Renfordt 
Produced by Michael A. Austin & Frank Renfordt 
Michael Antony Austin (vocals)
Marco M. Molitor (drums)
Frank Renfordt (bass, git, keys)


I can see you’ve been crying
I know what you’re going through
You can’t comprehend just why he's doing this to you 
Baby don’t blame yourself now that he's gone 
Just doesn't feel the same
You’ve got to carry on

You can’t make someone love you 
Just because you want them to 
You can’t blame yourself
For what you did or didn’t do 
We don't have all the answers 
Life remains a mystery
And some things we dream of 
Just ain't meant to be

You’re imagine the flower girls 
On your wedding day
You thought you had his heart 
But his head was miles away 
Princess tower dreams
A Castle in the air
All came crashing down 
When he left you standing there

You can’t make someone love you 
Just because you want them to 
You can’t blame yourself
For what you did or didn’t do 
We don't have all the answers 
Life remains a mystery
And some things we dream of 
Just ain't meant to be

You've a good reason to feel hurt 
Don’t you go givin’ up now 
Love will find it's own way to you 
Don't worry just let it go

You can’t make someone love you Just because you want them to 
You can’t blame yourself
For what you did or didn’t do 
We don't have all the answers 
Life remains a mystery
And some things we dream of 
Just ain't meant to be
Some things we dream of 
Some things we long for 
Some things we dream of J
ust ain't meant to be


Aunt Marian

Written & produced by Frank Renfordt Frank Renfordt (vocals, git, bass, keys, drum prog) 
Slava Morgunov (dobro)


The vintage plow hasn't been moved for a long time 
And it‘s been a while since the meadow's been cut

A smell of gravy's in the air and laundry's on the line 
The screen door's creaking and ole Marian shows up 
She must have noticed my run-down truck

How is it going aunt Marian
Sorry I've not been here for so long
Time slips away a year seems like a day What makes you feel there's something wrong 
Aunt Marian

I'm back on Mexican Brown since Joan left home 
She took the kids to her mother in LA
Then it happened in a fight that I shot a bouncer down 
And ten long years I spent my time in jail
I ain‘t gonna tell her nothing of my fails

How is it going aunt Marian
Sorry I've not been here for so long 
Time's slips away a year seems like a day What makes you feel there's something wrong 
Aunt Marian

I remember well those carefree childhood days 
Hide and seek games with my cousins in the barn 
Marvelous apple pies and the homemade lemonade 
Sweet kisses of the girl from the neighbors farm 
Marian I ain’t gonna do you any harm

How is it going aunt Marian
Sorry I've not been here for so long Please do you have some bucks 
For a poor guy with bad luck
Just enough to carry on
Please don‘t look so scared at my gun 
All I need are some bucks to carry on 
Life slips away and year feels like a day Some shitty bucks to carry on Please Aunt Marian
Come on


Red River Girl


Written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Eric Trent (vocals) 
Simon Röll (drums) 
Dennis Renfordt (git)
Francesco Rene (harmonica) 
Frank Renfordt (bass, git, keys)


Crows calling in the distance 
Feathered allies of gloom

Looking forward to a feast
On a bleached-bone afternoon 
Let's call it a day the sheriff states Resigned and shaken to the core 
No one knows the name of the girl 
The Red River washed ashore

Her padre was a narco

A gambler and a crook
He tried to stiff the wrong guys 
And soon was gone for good
Her madre tried to save her 
From ending up as a drug-lord's whore And no one knows the name of the girl Red River washed ashore

Her mama gave her all her savings 
Said girl you need to go north 
Go to the land of plenty
And do a rich man‘s chores 
She felt drawn to Paris Texas 
Said she’d heard of Paris before 
No one knows the name of the girl 
Red River washed ashore

The man in the truck loved hunting 
Made a living in real estate
He really thought it‘s a deer 
When he sealed the skinny girl‘s fate 
He didn‘t want any trouble

Sank her body didn‘t care anymore 
No-one knows the name of the girl 
Red River washed ashore

The night falls on Grayson County 
And the skies turn to indigo
The crows have fallen asleep
In a moonlight’s mysterious glow
A deer is grazing in the field 
Where the gunner made his score 
The wind whispers the name of the girl The Red River washed ashore


Brighter Day

Written & produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt (vocals, git, keys, drum prog) 
Jessie Morgan (bg vocals)
Zachary Manno (mandolin)

When you were a little child 
You were afraid of the dark at night

You headed to your mama's bed 
With scary monsters in your head 
When you crawled under her wing 
Mom would softly start to sing

Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
The moon is shining through the clouds at three a.m. 
Close your eyes and let it all go 
Tomorrow will be fine again

You met a girl your queen of hearts 
But happiness was a house of cards 
You found yourself in an empty place Hurt and drunk and deprived of your faith But in deepest gloom
An old familiar tune echoed in you

Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
The moon is shining through the clouds at three a.m. 
Close your eyes and let it all go 
Tomorrow will be fine again

The years fly by on silent wings Narrowing your time and dreams 
The field is tilled the mortgage paid 
The kids grow up and graduate 
But you still feel young
And hum along to your mother's song

Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
The moon is shining through the clouds at three a.m. 
Close your eyes and let it all go 
Tomorrow will be fine again

Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day
The moon is shining through the clouds at three a.m. 
Close your eyes and let it all go 
Tomorrow will be fine again
Tomorrow will be fine again



Along This Winding Road

(written by Sascha Miskovic & Frank Renfordt)


The first snow in December causes chaos in the streets
Stuck in heavy weather I think of Christmas eve
How mama always tried to make a feast for everyone
The magic of this time of year where has it gone

Along this winding road 
Of growing old and growing up
I miss the grace of unconditional love
Along this winding road
The world turned into a different place
Somewhat colder now

Thinking about Christmas
I wanna turn back time
I wanna be that little boy
With wide astonished eyes
Sweet scents from the kitchen
Santa Claus is on his ride
I put out milk and cookies
This dream is still alive
Along this winding road
I lost so many places I called home

Mom hid the Christmas gift in grandma's old closet
Sometimes I snooped around I found packages and chocolate

Along this winding road
I found some love I found some truth
Some things will never change
We still play childhood games
Along this winding road
I lost my faith but always kept my sweetest memories


Thinking about Christmas
I wanna turn back time
I wanna be that little boy
With wide astonished eyes
Sweet scents from the kitchen
Santa Claus is on his ride
I put out milk and cookies
This dream is still alive
Along this winding road
I lost my faith but always kept my sweetest memories

Thinking about Christmas
I want to turn back time 
My sweetest Memories
I want to be that little boy 
with wide astonished eyes

Thinking about Christmas
Uuuuhuu
I've lost so many places I called home
I called home



Santa Cruz

(written by Frank Renfordt © Sentric Music 2021)

 
Living was quite easy 
and sunshine was for free 
on my way to nowhere 

and further on to the sea 
She stopped right beside me 
her arms covered in tattoos 
and she said - can I give you a lift to Santa Cruz 
 
When I put my stuff into her van 
in the rearview I could see 
her certain smile for a little while 

man what’s gonna happen to me 
in Santa Cruz 
 
Falling in and making love 
bonfires and wetsuits 
head banging to Nirvana songs 
smoking weed and hanging loose 
in Santa Cruz 
 
We lived on selling bracelets 
to tourists on the promenade 
I showed her some guitar chords 
She taught me how to catch a wave
When the California beach vibes 
put us in a state of bliss 

it could have gone on forever like this 
 
But summer ended and a single tear  
was running down her cheek 
A last embrace and we went different ways 
and the wind blew bittersweet
in Santa Cruz 
 
Falling in and making love 
bonfires and wetsuits 
head banging to Nirvana songs 
smoking weed and hanging loose 
In Santa Cruz 
In Santa Cruz 
I had a damn good time in Santa Cruz
I had a damn good time in Santa Cruz


The story behind the song
The story is pure fiction, I've never been to California and unfortunately haven't experienced anything similar, but it was fun to make up. I think that's the beauty of writing.
I originally wrote the song in German and the place of action was in France, not Californi
a.
Many thanks to Anita Oakley who is from California and who helped me editing the lyric.

Girl With the Guitar case

(written by Frank Renfordt © Sentric Music 2021)

 Growing up in a small town 
 can be tough for a girly teen 
 she starts writing songs 
 and is a karaoke queen 
 Heading down to Nashville 
 for mom it’s like going to war 
 but her dad spends a monthly salary 
 for a nice Martin guitar 
 
 Her head’s filled up with fresh tunes 
 music’s running through her veins 
 and when she’s out of money 
 she’s not one who complains 
 See her walking down broadway 
 with a big smile on her face 
 Hold on and keep the faith 
 girl with the guitar case 
 
 At daytime she’s a waitress 
 in a honky tonk bar 
 sometimes she climbs the stage 
 to feel like a rising star 
 She’s working on her own songs 
 and rehearsing day by day 
 to stand in line for an open mike 
 at the Bluebird Cafe 
 
 
 Her head’s filled up with fresh tunes 
 music’s running through her veins 
 and when she’s out of money 
 she’s not one who complains 
 See her walking down broadway 
 with a big smile on her face 
 Hold on and keep the faith 
 girl with the guitar case 
  
 From time to time she feels so lost in this town 
                so tired of walking her way all alone 
                but whenever she falls in love with someone 
                it may end up in a bittersweet song 
 
 Her head’s filled up with fresh tunes 
 music’s running through her veins 
 and when she’s out of money 
 she’s not one who complains 
 See her walking down broadway 
 with a big smile on her face 
 Hold on and keep the faith 
 girl with the guitar case 
 Hold on and keep the faith 
 girl with the guitar case

The story behind the song

The very first time I was in Nashville I noticed the many young women and young men strolling around town with a guitar case, probably on the way to the next gig in a Honky Tonk, a songwriters round or to the next co-write session and this line 'Girl With The Guitar Case' stuck in my head. In the meantime, I've met some young songwriters in Nashville and I admire their courage to just go there and live their dream. This song is dedicated to these folks and no matter if they will be successful or not, they do the right thing. 

 She Takes me Home

(written by Frank Renfordt © Sentric Music 2020)



She found me in a dark place
a demon in every corner
I felt so lost in this rat race
and I couldn't run any further
she wasn't scared of my whiskey kiss
held my hand for a prayer
covered me with affection I'd deeply missed
woke me up from a nightmare

I guess she is an angel,
her love makes me believe once again
When she's calling me baby  
I feel I can be a better man
she's gives me here warmth
she don't let me down
she's my patron in this firestorm
I don't walk alone
she takes me home
she takes me home
home
she takes me home

Sun is rising over Tennessee
it smells of coffee and fried bacon
she laid all night beside me 
and kept the bad from breakin' 

Yeah she is an angel,
her love makes me believe once again
When she's calling me baby  
I feel I can be a better man
she's gives me here warmth
she don't let me down
she's my patron in this firestorm
I don't walk alone
she takes me home
she takes me home
home
she takes me home

I'll give it all back to her one day 
I'll give it all back to her 
whenever she needs me I'll pay my debt I swear

Cause she is an angel,
her love makes me believe once again
When she's calling me baby  
I feel I can be a better man
she's gives me here warmth
she don't let me down
she's my patron in this firestorm
I don't walk alone
she takes me home
she takes me home
home
she takes me home
She is an angel
my patron in this firestorm
I don't walk alone
she takes me home


Down at Chickamauga Creek

(written by Frank Renfordt ©Sentric Music 2020)


With a burning heart 
on the way to fight
ready for adventures
eager for the first strike
when the train set off we felt no regret or fear

I kissed my sweetheart goodbye 
a hero would come back
the lord would protect me
with her hymn book in my pack
and I said: don't worry girl I'm gonna marry you next year

But then the sun set blood-red
and the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed
when we were fighting on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 

Gun smoke filled the air
we aimed at silhouettes
A taste of blood on my tongue
when the bullet hit my chest
and the screams of dying horses echoed in my head 

When the canons stopped firing
and night fell with a grace
I prayed and thought of her
dreamed myself into another place
and the wailing of the wounded gave way to the silence of the dead

And then the sun set blood-red
and the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed
when we were dying on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 

When she feels a cool breeze on her cheek 
and wonders what it could be
the hushed whisper in her ear
maybe it's me

And then the sun set blood-red
the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed 
when we were dancing on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 

And then the sun set blood-red
the southern wind was full of lead
hell's bells pealed 
when we were dancing on the battlefield
down at Chickamauga Creek 




The story behind this song

Ever since 'Gone With The Wind' (Vom Winde verweht) and 'North and South' (Fackeln im Sturm)
the American Civil War has held a certain attraction for me. At some point my wife gave me the 11 hour Ken Burns documentary 'The American Civil War' on DVD for Christmas.  After I had worked my way through it, I had the idea for this song. But it took quite a while until I actually wrote it. 
The battle of Chickamauga, fought on Sept 18-20 in 1863, was one of the bloodiest battles of the American Civil War. 'While Chickamauga was decided Confederate victory, the results of the battle were staggering. With more than 16,000 Union and 18,000 Confederate casualties, Chickamauga reached the highest losses of any battle in the Western theater'. - (American Battlefield Trust) 

This song has been produced by myself with the help of my son Dennis who played the guitar solo and licks and Dave Demay who recorded Adam Cunningham's vocals in Nashville. Dave then mixed the whole thing as well. 


The Man Who Never Was

written by Anita Oakley/Frank Renfordt     © Sentric Music 2020

You gave her everything her heart desired
Roped the moon for her down from the sky
Gave her piggy-back rides through the tender years
And helped to put that twinkle in her eyes

You saw her through her teenage heartaches
Supported her down every road she chose
Held the light for her in bitter darkness
Helped her bloom into a lovely rose

You're the woman who was always there
holding her and taking care
I never took her fishing or called her just because
I'm just the man who never was

And through the years I've missed so many blessings
Taking pride in the woman she’s become
With tears and laughter sprinkled through each moment
I never was a part of any one

You're the woman who was always there
holding her and taking care
I never took her fishing or called her just because
I'm just the man who never was
              
I walked away in anger but if I could I would rewind my life 
I walked away from love and left the best part of me behind 

You twirled her playfully across the dance floor
on this special day that you gave the bride away
You held her newborn babies in your loving arms
Relishing those moments every day

You're the woman who was always there
holding her and taking care
I never took her fishing or called her just because
I'm just the man who never was

I'm nothing but the man who never was

The story behind this song
As a songwriter I am part of different Facebook groups with people who share my passion. Once someone posted a fragment of this lyrics asking for advice. Somehow the story touched me and I contacted the writer Anita Oakley from California and asked her if she would like to work with me on a song based on this fragments. Anita told me that the lyric is taken from a short story she wrote and she won an award with. The story itself is based on something which happened to herself in a similar way, however from an other perspective. Together we worked on some details of the lyric and the music came quite easily, so It wasn't too long till the song got finished and when I played it to Misko, who is also my vocal coach, he loved it immediately and was really keen to sing it by himself. We recorded it by ourselves, Misko the vocals and I played the guitar, later we hired a cello player and then we gave all the audio tracks to Dave Demay in Nashville asked him to mix it properly and here we are now, a new song is born, we have a new release and even a nice video.

Lyrics

Back on the road

Some friends took me out on the town 

Yeah, I'm doing fine
For the very first time
Since she let me down 

like a worn-out truck, 

Trash on the dash, 

Tires flat, out of gas, 

and stuck in the mud 


Now her image is fading, like an old Polaroid
I rev the engine up, and leave that dust behind 


I'm back on the road
Girl I did recover
Life is painted red
Yes I'm back
Looking for another
Heart that I can hold
I’m back on the road
Yeah, I'm back on the road 


Yeah I'm ready to roll 

I’m in damn good shape 

Ever since I escaped 

Now it’s all systems go 


Locking eyes with a girl on a Friday night 

Gonna ask her name and take her for a ride 


I'm back on the road
Girl I did recover
Life is painted red
Yes I'm back
Looking for another
Heart that I can hold
I’m back on the road
Yeah, I'm back on the road 


Rain stops pouring, birds start singing again It's not if, but when 


I'm back on the road
Girl I did recover
Life is painted red
Yes I'm back
Looking for another
Heart that I can hold
I’m back on the road

I'm back on the road
Girl I did recover
Life is painted red
Yes I'm back
Looking for another
Heart that I can hold
I’m back on the road

Yeah I'm back on the road

Girl I did recover (life is painted red yes I'm back)
I’m out to find another (life is painted red yes I'm back)

heart that I can hold (life is painted red yes I'm back) 

I'm back on the road 


Written by Dave Demay/Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Honey in my Head

Her hair like sunlight

on a field of wheat

eyes filled with wonder

Freckles on her cheeks

drunk with her beauty 

stoned on her smile

her smalltown sweetness

knocks me out for a while


She's like honey in my head

since the sunny summer day we met

it's raining kisses on her neck

Heaven in my bed - honey in my head

I've never felt like that

sweet sweet things that she did

everything is spinning a bit

around around around around

in my head in my head in my head

she's like honey in my head


Don't need no whisky

to get a buzz like that 

To be this happy

I don‘t need Prozac 

She makes me dizzy

with her fingertips

an' like a bee to a blossom 

I'm addicted to her lips 


She's like honey in my head

since the sunny summer day we met

it's raining kisses on her neck

Heaven in my bed - honey in my head

I've never felt like that

sweet sweet things that she did

everything is spinning a bit

around around around around

in my head, in my head, in my head

she's like honey in my head


I'll never forget our hot rendezvous

and how I discovered her tiny secret tattoo


She's like honey in my head

since the sunny summer day we met

it's raining kisses on her neck

Heaven in my bed - honey in my head

I've never felt like that

sweet sweet things that she did

everything is spinning a bit

around around around around

She's like honey in my head

since the sunny summer day we met

it's raining kisses on her neck

'I love you' she said - honey in my head

I've never felt like that

sweet sweet things that she did

everything is spinning a bit

around around around around

in my head in my head in my head

in my head in my head

in my head

she's like honey in my head

Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Wild horse Rider

She is a little less ballet than rodeo

She's beautiful but it's not like her to show

Grown up in the fields of Arkansas

raised by brother John and her grandma


More confident than everyone I've met

hands on her hips daring me a bit 

she's nobody's fool, but she's my girl

and sometimes I may be a fool for her


A sexy grin and sunburned skin

a worn-out baseball cap

Working gear and ash blond hair

yeah - she's like that


My red rose from the cotton fields

she's a little bit off the track

rough but irresistible

yeah - she is like that

never try to tame her 

she'll buck you off her back

Like a wild horse rider

yeah - it feels like that


She's the fastest gun in town and she ain't shy

but a dead bird on the porch will make her cry

She's pretty, she's hot and so damned smart 

but best of all she's got a golden heart


A sexy grin and sunburned skin

a worn-out baseball cap

Working gear and ash blond hair

yeah - she's like that


My red rose from the cotton fields

she's a little bit off the track

rough but irresistible

yeah - she is like that

never try to tame her

she'll buck you off her back

like a wild horse rider

yeah - it feels like that


Sometimes she needs a shoulder to lean on

I'm proud she's chosen me to be the one


My red rose from the cotton fields

she's a little bit off the track

rough but irresistible

yeah - she is like that

never try to tame her

she'll buck you off her back

like a wild horse rider 

- it feels like that


My red rose from the cotton fields

she's a little bit off the track

rough but irresistible

yeah - she is like that


never try to tame her

she'll buck you off her back

like a wild horse rider 

Yeah - it feels like that

Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music





Lyrics

Revel in love devine

Sunday comes blinking through the blinds

I feel your bed-warm skin on mine

Waking up from a strange dream

I realize that all I need 

is you and me

underneath these sheets.


Last week’s fuss and overtime 

drowned in a bottle of red wine 

made us skip church for today

instead of blessings from above 

we give each other 

our precious love


We can’t stop the world from turning round

but you and I we have a way to slow it down

we let the demons play outside

let them burn in the morning light

we take this moment in time 

and revel in love divine


And when you tell me with your eyes

of all the hurt you feel inside

I fly with you up to the stars

and love away all the pain

until your tears

turn to Champagne 


We can’t stop the world from turning round

but you and I we have a way to slow it down

we let the demons play outside

let them burn in the morning light

take this moment in time 

and revel in love divine


When fake and hate get too much for us

I give you mine and you give me your love

and we’re fine 

for a while


We can’t stop the world from turning round

you and I we have our way to slow it down

let the demons play outside

let them burn in morning light

take this moment in time 

and revel in love divine



When we can’t stop this world from turning round

we steal this moment in time

and revel in love divine


Written by Dave Demay/Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Summer 's Gone

The Carolina sky is fading to grey

and the pier on the beach clouded in mist

with tears in her eyes she sighed it's okay

leaving me with a lump in my throat 

and a farewell kiss


When we were walking on cloud nine

I thought the sun would always shine 

now radio 's playin' a rainy day song

and time 's moving on

A northern breeze is blowin' in

raising goose bumps on my skin

a roosters crowing in the foggy dawn

sweet summer 's gone 


tanned skin glowing dusky in moonlight

with all my senses drinking her in

Learning all the secrets of a magic night

caressed by the gentle whisper 

of a southern wind


When we were walking on cloud nine

I thought the sun would always shine 

now  radio 's playin' a rainy day song

and time 's moving on

A northern breeze is blowin' in 

raising goose bumps on my skin

a roosters crowing in the foggy dawn

sweet summer 's gone 


diving so deep and flying so high

it felt so wrong to say goodbye


When we were walking on cloud nine

I thought the sun would always shine 

now  radio 's playin' a rainy day song

and time 's moving on

A northern breeze is blowin' in

raising goose bumps on my skin

a roosters crowing in the foggy dawn

sweet summer 's gone 


and radio 's playin' a last summer song


Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Hometown

The Greyhound dropped me off

close to that little dive bar

you could hear the tic-tac bass

and a whining steel guitar

it was here that my daddy washed

the coal dust from his throat

before he got laid off

and struck down by a stroke


Old brick walls with graffiti

broken glass and flaking paint

at least that old Chevron station

at the corner still remains

This is where we hung out

bumming cigarettes and beer

longing for the glorious day

we finally get out of here


In my hometown

they shut the coil mine down

In my hometown

faith is losing ground

In my hometown

they used to say life goes on somehow

but it’s sure been a hard way to go

In my hometown


I walked past that weathered for sale sign

crossed that dust covered floor

not quite sure why I’m here

and what I’m looking for

I close my eyes and turn back time

feel the spirit in this place

I almost hear Mama laughing in the backyard

we sure had some good ole days


In my hometown

they shut the coil mines down

In my hometown

faith is losing ground

In my hometown

we used to say life goes on somehow

sometimes it’s a hard way to go

In my hometown


I strolled down to the diner

she waited tables now and then

I wondered what it be like

if I met her again

It’s just like I remembered

those same old vinyl seats

but no one knows my girl

at Laura’s Meat ’n Three


In my hometown

they shut the coil mine down

In my hometown

faith is losing ground

In my hometown

I used to know a girl with curly hair

and when I dream about her 

she still lives here 

in my hometown

in my hometown

Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Lyrics

Craving the Beach

It's been raining for days sky 's grey and dark

thinking of her is the hardest part                        

same bar another buzz since a couple of nights

I'm getting tired of those neon lights 

The bartender asks 'What'll it be'             

Man I need a change of scenery

                    

I'm craving some beach days                

and a southern breeze

swinging' in a hammock under coconut trees

a wet 'n wild banana boat ride

steel drums echoing through the night

might get my heart some relief

I'm craving the beach


Drinking didn't work I'm still feeling depressed

and go for some help from my therapist

he said no big deal I've got some pills for you

and if you feel bad just take one or two

But drugs get me numb I almost fell asleep

I think he didn't get what I really need


I'm craving some beach days                

and a southern breeze

swinging' in a hammock under coconut trees

a wet 'n wild banana boat ride

steel drums echoing through the night

might get my heart some relief

I'm craving the beach


Booze and drugs ain't gonna clear my mind    

I've booked an Air B & B and a budget flight      

Put my shades and my flip-flops on         

It's high time - I‘m off and gone            


I'm craving some beach days and a starry sky

a bunch of happy people where the girls ain‘t shy

they hold me tight when we dance all night

everything 's gonna be alright

all my troubles are out of reach

I'm craving some beach days and a southern breeze

swingin' in a hammock under coconut trees

a wet 'n wild banana boat ride

steel drums echoing through the night

might get my heart some relief

I'm craving the beach

Oh, I'm craving the beach 

Oh I need a beach

I need a beach

I'm craving the beach 

Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Zombie

Cigarette smoke hangin' in the air

an empty whisky bottle tipped over on it's side

all the blinds pulled down

A moldy pizza in a box

old grunge jeans and dirty boots and a blotted Hard Rock shirt

scattered on the ground

Just another night here on the couch, but that's ok

this house has way to many rooms

when you're not around 


Without you

I'm a stranger to myself

Without you

I've been under a bad spell

I'm a soulless husk with a smell of booze

a walking dead, it's the bitter truth

baby I'm a zombie without you


Baby I know I did you wrong

there's no undo button and I can't turn back the clock

but I swear that I will try

your name is in my DNA, and if you leave

you'll make a monster out of me

please don't say goodbye


Without you

I'm a stranger to myself

Without you

I've been under a bad spell

I'm a soulless husk with a smell of booze

a walking dead, it's the bitter truth

baby I'm a zombie without you


I know I should have told you that before

I took too much for granted till you turned around

and slammed that door



Without you

I'm a stranger to myself

Without you

I've been under a bad spell

I'm a soulless husk with a smell of booze

a walking dead, it's the bitter truth

baby I'm a zombie without you

and only you can save me from the blue


Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Like A Child

When it calls your name
 When it starts singing
 you can't pretend like
 you didn't hear anything


Innocent and sweet
 it comes into our life
 and you need to take good care of it
 so that it grows and thrives


Sometimes it cries
 Sometimes it smiles and shines
 Sometimes it's running wild
 Love is like a child 


She took my freedom away
 when she knocked on my door
 but she made me feel something
 I've never felt before 


One day she ran away
 I know I did her wrong
 and I hit rock bottom
 it hurt so bad when she was gone


Sometimes it cries
 Sometimes it smiles and shines
 Sometimes it's running wild
 Love is like a child 


Keep it warm when it get's cold

with all your heart and soul

keep it safe at any cost.

Cause if you lose it, you're lost.


Sometimes it cries
 Sometimes it smiles and shines
 Sometimes it's running wild
 Love is like a child 


Sometimes it cries
 Sometimes it smiles and shines
Sometimes it's running wild
 Love is like a child 


Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music

Lyrics

Jackpot

Have been to Vegas for a dozen times 
But never hit a number in my life  
Scratched off tickets like a maniac 
Desperate to get my slice.  
Trying to rise above the ordinary 
Lady Luck didn't care about me  
Till the day that you showed up 
Here by my side

And I can't get my head around it yet  
But I guess I won the biggest bet of my life

You're my royal flush in a poker game
My name on the wall in a hall of fame
My sideline ticket for the Super Bowl
My hole in one on a par 5 hole
The needle that I found in a haystack
The Triple Crown Trophy at the horse track
My precious pearl  
I hit the jackpot with you girl

Now life feels like a paradise preview 
And every time when you enter the room
You make me feel like a billionaire
Smelling your perfume 

And I can't get my head around it yet
Finding me with you in a bed on a honeymoon 

You're my royal flush in a poker game
My name on the wall in a hall of fame
My sideline ticket for the Super Bowl
My hole in one on a par 5 hole
The needle that I found in a haystack
The Triple Crown Trophy at the horse track
A precious pearl  
I hit the jackpot with you girl

Baby the sweetest thing in the world is you 
hit the jackpot with you girl

You're my royal flush in a poker game
My name on the wall in a hall of fame
My sideline ticket for the Super Bowl
My hole in one on a par 5 hole
The needle that I found in a haystack
The Triple Crown Trophy at the horse track
You’re my precious pearl  

You're my royal flush in a poker game
My name on the wall in a hall of fame
My sideline ticket for the Super Bowl
My hole in one on a par 5 hole
The needle that I found in a haystack
The Triple Crown Trophy at the horse track
A precious pearl  
I hit the jackpot with you girl
I hit the jackpot with you girl


Written by Dave Demay/
Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music




Beyond Broken Dreams

When dad found that college flyer in her mail 
he said forget your thoughts of getting a degree 
 Honey I'm so sorry we don't have that kind of money 
 college is an out of reach luxury 

Bubbles bursting in the sun
Loosing faith is not much fun 
Blue ain't just the color of her jeans 
Trapped in this two-lane town
 Nowhere to go but down 
On the other side the grass looks so green 
 on this side of beyond broken dreams

She always wanted to be an actress in L.A. 
 Fate only works if you meet it half way 
Oh no she couldn't find courage to let him go 
when his blue eyes were begging her to stay

Bubbles bursting in the sun 
Loosing faith is not much fun
 Blue ain't just the color of her jeans 
Trapped in this two-lane town
 Nowhere to go but down 
On the other side the grass looks so green 
 on this side of beyond broken dreams 

Now she's waiting tables at the local bowling alley 
wearing low cut shirts to get a better tip 
The going sure gets tough, the money’s barely enough 
to cover trade school while raising up her kid

Bubbles bursting in the sun 
Loosing faith is not much fun 
Blue ain't just the color of her jeans 
Trapped in this two-lane town 
Nowhere to go but down
 On the other side the grass looks so green 
on this side of beyond broken dreams

She’s kept her grade average up 
and been recommended by the Dean 
Soon she’ll will graduate
 beyond broken dreams 


Written by Dave Demay/
Frank Renfordt


© 2019 Sentric Music


Hey Girl

She caught my eye
She caught my heart
When I saw her waiting there for the bus
I was magnetized
And couldn‘t look away 
While painting a picture of us
But I was a shy guy
And not a fly-boy 'n those days
Only in my head did I hear myself say

Hey girl
Won't you be my girl
I show you my world
If you show me yours I'll dare to dive in
Don‘t be shy girl
Come on be my girl
If you turn away we‘ll never know what could have been
Hey girl

My heart 's beating wild 
When I see her again
Standing in line for a Broadway Show
And it feels like sky diving the first time
When I’m putting my whole heart on the line, saying

Hey girl
Won’t you be my girl
I show you my world
If you show me yours I'll dare to dive in
Don’t be shy girl
Come on be my girl
If you turn away we‘ll never know what could have been

And then she gives me that look and I can’t stop saying again

Hey girl
Won’t you be my girl
I show you my world
If you show me yours I'll dare to dive in
Don’t be shy girl
Come on be my girl
Let’s go to a place we never have been
Be my girl
Hey girl


Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music




Last Flight Home

Dancing snowflakes in the headlights 
Tired eyes barely find the lane
another crazy week behind me
running late to get that plane

I promised to be back on Friday
when we did our routine call
there was a strange note in your voice 
I wonder if you care at all

A chilly breeze
is blowing through my heart
Don‘t let this road
drive us apart

Don‘t kick me out
out of your life
I‘m gonna rush to you
to get things right
you sounded different on the phone
I wonder if you're not alone
I have to catch this last flight home

You‘re the one I want to want me
You‘re my safe haven, my hometown
and when things are flying high
the gravity that keeps me down

You‘re my remedy
the drug I‘m addicted to
I can‘t get along
without you

Don‘t kick me out
out of your life
I‘m gonna rush to you
to get things right
you sounded different on the phone
I wonder if you're not alone
I have to catch this last flight home

Lost in thoughts of you
I’m running to the gate 
praying to the lord
it’s not too late

Don‘t kick me out
out of your life
I‘m gonna rush to you 
to get things right
you sounded different on the phone
I wonder if you're not alone
I have to catch 
this last flight home
you sounded different on the phone
I wonder if you're not alone
I have to catch 
this last flight home
this last flight home


Written by Frank Renfordt
© 2019 Sentric Music