Lead me on

Listen here:

Lead me on, Lord Lead me on Through the snow, Lord Through the snow

I’m an animal in your headlights And I’m wide eyed and stunned So won’t you lead me on to someone

Guide my hand, Lord Guide my hand Through the cold, Lord Through the land

I’m an animal in your headlights And I’m wide eyed and stunned So won’t you lead me on to someone

Vocals/Harmonica - Allison Langerak

Guitar - Jeff Mensch Lap steel - Mike Slo-mo Brenner Recorded by Wyatt Tuzo Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364). Published by Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127)

Released November 12, 2015

My Blackened Name (Il mio nome infangato)

Andrew Mecoli and Anita Lorenzotti helped me with the translation of these lyrics into Italian. Sadly, I left Italy before we could get an Italian vocalist to record the track.

And I'm not sure how Allison was able to make her voice sound so much like a theremin.

Listen here:

Please don’t speak my blackened name Please don’t think that things could stay the same Well I don’t want to cause any pain So please don’t speak my blackened name

Please don’t cross that river tonight You stay on your side and I will stay on mine Well I don’t want to cause any shame So please don’t speak my blackened name

My blackened name is known around All the worst parts of town My blackened name is on the tip of your tongue And I don’t want us to do what can’t be undone

The smallest step from here and there It gets much shorter when I see them things you wear And I don’t want to take any blame So please don’t speak my blackened name Please don’t speak my blackened name

(Italian version)

Ti prego non dire Il mio nome infangato Per favore non credere Che le cose rimarranno uguali

Io non vorrei Causare dolore Ti prego non dire Il mio nome infangato

Ti prego non attraversare Quel fiume stanotte Resta sulla tua sponda e restero' sulla mia

Io non vorrei Causare dolore Ti prego non dire Il mio nome infangato

Il mio nome infangato è conosciuto nei peggiori posti della città

Il mio nome infangato è sulla punta della tua lingua e non voglio che facciamo ciò che non poi rimarra'

Il più piccolo passo da qui a lì diventa molto più piccolo quando vedo le cose che porti

E non voglio Prendermi la colpa Ti prego non dire Il mio nome infangato

Ti prego non dire Il mio nome infangato

From Benjamin Adair Murphy presents: "12 Bars of Blues", released June 16, 2018 Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364). Published by Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127)

Italian Translation by Andrew Mecoli and Anita Lorenzotti Benjamin Adair Murphy – vocals, guitar Francesco Conte – lead guitars Allison Langerak – backing vocals

Frail Thing

Listen: Version 2, Version 1

Version 2:

Whatever dust might fall over the things that you’ve borrowed Whatever hearts you fill with madness or sorrow

Whatever corners you search when the rooms around you swing You might find what you lost, but it just might cost you everything

Because your boat is tied to the rocks with nothing but string Your boat is tied up with nothing but string And I hope you don’t think you can stand up In this wind that can lift up a man like a spring

Whatever lines you sell to the world waiting below Whatever time you kill for moving too slow

Whatever noise you make while the ears around you ring You might think that it’s wrong but that’s not the song they want you to sing

Because your boat is tied to the rocks with nothing but string Your boat is tied up with nothing but string And I hope you don’t think you can stand up In this wind that can lift up a man like a spring

You roll it out then and try to roll it back under the rug But we all know what it was that you were thinking

Now your boat is tied to the rocks with nothing but string Your boat is tied up with nothing but string And I hope you don’t think you can stand up In this wind that can lift up a man like a spring

Version 1:

Don’t you bet on a safe return

For that car that’s driving into that storm

It’s a frail thing

A train platform in the early light

You really should have gotten some sleep last night

You’re a frail thing

Your boat is tied to the rocks

With nothing but string

Your boat is tied up

With nothing but string

And I don’t know how you think you can stand up

In that wind that can lift up a man like a spring

When you’re such a frail thing

I don’t know why we stand these lies

I guess we’re too happy to say goodbye

And we’re frail things

Our boat is tied to the rocks

With nothing but string

Your boat is tied up

With nothing but string

And I don’t know how you think you can stand up

In that wind that can lift up a man like a spring

When you’re such a frail thing

From Benjamin Adair Murphy presents: "12 Bars of Blues", released June 16, 2018 Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy ASCAP (464341364). Published by Watery Grave Music ASCAP (396517127) Allison Langerak – vocals Benjamin Adair Murphy – guitar Francesco Conte – lead guitar

Roy Gurel - guitar, vocals