Vain Regrets - Lyrics & Credits

In Line

Written & Produced by Frank Renfordt
Frank Renfordt: lead vocals, bass, drum-prog
Jenny Sabi: background vocals
Chris Kaufmann: all guitars
Reggie Duncan: pedal Steel

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: lead vocals, bass, guitars
Jessie Morgan: background vocals
Simon Röll: drums
Sascha Miskovic: organ
Francesco Renna: harmonica
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: lead vocals, bass, guitars, drum prog
Jessie Morgan: background vocals
Aaron Fabbrini: pedals Steel
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: lead 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: all vocals, bass, all 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: lead 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

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

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

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 Renna (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

What You Said

What you said
What you said
I believed
What you said

All those times we danced the night away
And those silly secret games we'd play
Your morning coffee everyday
I believed what you said

All those summer days in Hamelin bay
Watching the tide come in and roll away
I loved to listen to the words you say
Cause I believed what you said

What you said
Oh what you said to me
In that parking lot on Maple Street
When you hold your body close to mine
Tellin' me you love me till the end of time
It stick's in my head
What you said

All those evenings when we dined for two
The Coldplay vinyls and the asian food
And you told me I was made for you
And I believed what you said

Those winter walks along the lonely beach
Your cheeky post-its on the kitchen fridge
Change came sneaking like a thief
Cause I believed what you said

What you said
Oh what you said to me
In that parking lot on Maple Street
When you hold your body close to mine
Tellin' me you love me till the end of time
It sticks in my head
What you said

Got bad feelings in my gut
When that New-York-City girl showed up
I was a fool to believe

What you said
What you said

What you said
Oh what you said to me
In that parking lot on Maple Street
When you hold your body close to mine
Tellin' me you love me till the end of time
It sticks in my head
What you said
What you said
What you said

Your Man

When I met my heartland girl
I loved her at first sight
Long blonde hair blowing in the wind
Blue-gray eyes that tell you everything's gonna be alright

One day she said - Will you take me to the fair?
And I said - Girl I'll take you anywhere
And she said - That's a promise you won't keep
I said - My feelings run so deep

I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
I wanna be your man tonight
I'm gonna treat you right
Love you every which way I can
I wanna be your man

I thought when things are going like this
Something more than kiss might be ok
But as I struggled with the button on her jeans
(huhuhuu) - She pushed my hands away

And she said - I'm not that kind of girl
And I said - Oh come on give it a whirl
But she said - I won't take my love to town
I said - I swear I'll never let you down

I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
I wanna be your man tonight
I'm gonna treat you right
Love you every which way I can
I wanna be your man

Heartland girl
I won't make your mama cry
Heartland girl
The good Lord will turn a blind eye
Cause he will understand

I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
I wanna be your man tonight
I'm gonna treat you right
Love you every which way I can
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
I wanna be your man tonight
I'm gonna treat you right

Love you every which way I can
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)

I wanna be your man (I wanna be your man)
Your man (Your man)
Your man (Your Man)
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man

Simple Man

(written by Frank Renfordt)

She looked like a cover girl with legs up to the moon
And I thought she was the answer to my prayers
At first we had some fun but I realized pretty soon
She plays a bad part in a Steven King nightmare
It started with her hatin' my old Chevy
Then she complained about my belly
And she forced me into working out my abs
She said I'd need a shave
And that she doesn't feel safe
When I'm aiming my shotgun at her cats

I bore it for a while
Till the day I thought I'd die
I flew the coop and quit the gym
Let my hair grow out again
No one is ever gonna change me
I am what I'm meant to be
I am what I am
A simple man

One day I was invited to her parents house
I cleaned my boots and dusted my old jeans
I said howdy ma’m howdy sir yeah I'm from the South
Tried hard to be friendly by all means
Her old man asked about my studies
And he talked about his Harvard buddies
While sipping english tea sugar free
I said I'm not a doctor
But I know how to fix a tractor
And if you need a hand then count on me

I bore it for a while
Till the day I thought I'd die
I flew the coop and quit the gym
Let my hair grow out again
No one is ever gonna change me
I am what I'm meant to be
I am what I am
A simple man

Now I'm hangin' on my front porch
With a six string in my hand
Singing songs from old Dixieland
And I’ll do this for a while
Till the day I have to die
I praised the lord since then
He gave me freedom again
No one is ever gonna change me
I am what I'm meant to be
I am what I am
A simple man

Just a simple man

Although I am a semi-liberal and educated Central European, I have grown to be fond of the simple people of the American heartland, and that is reflected in this humorous song that I ask you not to take too seriously. I took a bit of a jab at the cultural differences between rural people and city dwellers in the North. But the song also has the simple message, watch out who you fall for.

After The Rain

written by Anita Oakley & Frank Renfordt

The storm came unexpectedly
With disbelief and tears
When I found myself alone
After we'd been in love for years
I guess she's a little younger
And he wanted her instead
It took a sea of red wine
To get that thought in my head

I suffered in the silence
Bathed myself in misery
But time passed by and slowly
My clouded eyes could see

After the rain the grass is greener
Birds start singing again
After the rain the air is cleaner
Take a deep breath and then
All the bad feelings inside
All the tears that you've cried
They run dry
And the puddles reflecting the sky
Show clouds passing by
And the sun shines again
After the rain

I had no desire
To go out partying that night
But my well intentioned friends
Took me out for a ride
I watched him at the bar
Until he noticed me and then
The sparks began to fly
And we danced till 3 a.m

After the rain the grass is greener
Birds start singing again
After the rain the air is cleaner
Take a deep breath and then
All the bad feelings inside
All the tears that you've cried
They run dry
And the puddles reflecting the sky
Show clouds passing by
And the sun shines again
After the rain

After the rain the grass is greener
Birds start singing again
After the rain the air is cleaner
Take a deep breath and then
All the bad feelings inside
All the tears that you've cried
They run dry
And the puddles reflecting the sky
Show clouds passing by

And the sun shines again
After the rain

After the rain the grass is greener

I remember well how we wrote the song. I was on my "creative" vacation in the north of Denmark at my friend John's "Fiskehus". I had a rough idea for the melody, a title and a few lines of lyrics and somehow got nowhere. Outside the sea was raging and I contacted my friend Anita in California via WhatsApp. Then we played ping pong with the lines and when Anita had to stop because she had to prepare dinner, it was deep in the night in Denmark, but apart from a few changes we made later, the lyrics were finished.

On A Nashville Night

(written by Frank Renfordt)

You felt drawn to the Big Apple
To party in a famous place
But the bouncer wouldn't let you in
Cause he just didn't like your face
When you're on the run looking for fun
Why not come down to Tennessee
No fancy suits just jeans and boots
Be John Wayne if you wanna be

On a Nashville night
Buy a drink for the one to your right
Make new friends from around the world
Dance and sing and kiss a cowgirl
We unite tonight
When the band plays 'Chicken Fried'
Let your hair down on broadway
It's gonna be alright
On a Nashville night

Shots of Tequila at Tootsies
The singer's dancing on the bar
Singing your song for a Jackson
Someday she might be a star
Guitar strums fiddle and drums
Only good vibes in the air
Luke and Blake and the good old Strait
Country music everywhere

On a Nashville night
Buy a drink for the one to your right
Make new friends from around the world
Dance and sing and kiss a cowgirl
We unite tonight
When the band plays 'Chicken Fried'
Let your hair down on broadway
It's gonna be alright
On a Nashville night

Keep it light and easy
Don't talk about politics
Remember your room number
Spread love and get your kicks

On a Nashville night
Buy a drink for the one to your right
Make new friends from around the world
Dance and sing and kiss a cowgirl
We unite tonight
When the band plays 'Chicken Fried’
Let your hair down on broadway
It's gonna be alright
On a Nashville night
Yeah yeah
On a Nashville night
Hmm
On a Nashville night

The story behind the song
I've been fortunate enough to visit the Nashville area a few times for business reasons. When you're in the area and you want to have a good time with colleagues or business associates, you go to Honky Tonks on Lower Broadway. I remember one night when everything was perfect: the weather, the music, the nice people around me, the tequila shots, the Samual Adams (real beer), the cowgirls, eventually I ended up having a little too much and trouble finding my hotel room. The next day was a bit of a struggle, but I had a really great time that night! I had to write a song about it.

A Place Called Earth

(written by Sascha Miskovic & Frank Renfordt)

Have you seen the desert bloom
The colors of the light
On a sunlit waterfall
On a magic Arctic night
Have you ever sung with whales out in the ocean
Have you listened to their tales of mystery

This world is a miracle
This world is the gem of our galaxy
This world is a miracle
A paradise we’re blind to see
We don’t know much about the endless universe
But could it be that heaven is
A place called earth

Did you count the shades of green
The abundance of wildlife
Have you seen the giant trees
And the melting Greenland ice
Have you watched a starry sky from the top of a mountain
Have you ever wondered why this all exists

This world is a miracle
This world is the gem of our galaxy
This world is a miracle
A paradise we’re blind to see
We don’t know much about the endless universe
But could it be that heaven is
A place called earth

Why are we plunderers
When we could be gardeners
Maybe we could change
If we could understand

This world is a miracle
This world is the gem of our galaxy
This world is a miracle
A paradise we’re blind to see
We don’t know much about the endless universe
But could it be that heaven is
Could it be that heaven is
Could it be that heaven is

A place called earth

SUDDENLY

(written by Frank Renfordt)

I always saw you as a friend
We were neighbors in our childhood years
With barbecues on the weekends
And when my Charly died you shared my tears
'She's like a sister' said my dad
I've never valued what I had

But suddenly I feel the magic when I'm in a room with you
And suddenly I see how beautiful you are
And suddenly I realize that you're the one
I've always waited for
Yes it's true
I'm suddenly in love
Suddenly in love
I'm suddenly in love
With you

I tried to fill this empty heart
Having superficial girls around
Desperate dancers in the dark
Of fashion bars and hottest clubs in town
Open for some casual flings
Chasing for fun and fancy things

But suddenly I feel the magic when I'm in a room with you
And suddenly I see how beautiful you are
And suddenly I realize that you're the one
I've always waited for
Yes it's true
I'm suddenly in love
Suddenly in love
I'm suddenly in love
With you

I'm suddenly in love
Suddenly in love
I'm suddenly in love
With you

I'm suddenly in love
Suddenly in love
I'm suddenly in love
With you

IF THE SKY FALLS DOWN

(written by Sascha Miskocic & Frank Renfordt)

Turn off the news turn off your phone
Let the demons play the game on their own
Come here to me
Hold me tight
I need you close tonight

Keep me safe when nothing's safe anymore
Show me what's worth fighting for
This world is in trouble
Love will endure
I know for sure

If the sky falls down
And everything comes to an end
When the saints have all marched home
I’ll still be holding your hand
If the sky falls down
No matter what we go through
Like Bonny with Clyde on a hell of a ride
I wanna be there with you
When the sky falls down

We've been in love since senior year
Someway somehow we've made it up to here
Through highs and lows
Our love has grown
To a blessing of its own

And f the sky falls down
And everything comes to an end
When the saints have all marched home
I’ll still be holding your hand
If the sky falls down
No matter what we go through
Like Bonny with Clyde on a hell of a ride
I wanna be with you
When the sky falls down
(When the sky falls down)

Nothing is constant but change in this world
Everything spins and moves
Sirens wailing but you're by my side
There’s nothing to fear or to loose

If the sky falls down
And everything comes to an end
When the saints have all marched home
I’ll still be holding your hand
(I’ll still be holding your hand)
If the sky falls down
No matter what we go through
Like Bonny with Clyde on a hell of a ride
I wanna be there with you
If the sky falls down
(If the sky falls down)
And everything comes to an end
When the saints have all marched home
I’ll still be holding your hand
If the sky falls down
No matter what we go through
I wanna be with you

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 California.
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

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

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

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

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

Discography

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

About this project

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

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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

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