Loving Once and Lost

Thanks Mr. Trump – A Protest Folk Song on U.S.-Canada Relations
"Thanks Mr. Trump" is a political folk song reflecting on the impact of Donald Trump’s presidency on U.S.-Canada relations. Through satirical and poignant lyrics, it highlights how divisive leadership can fracture alliances, testing the resilience of long-standing friendships between nations.

With folk-rock influences and lyrical storytelling, this song serves as both a reminder and a reflection on political tensions, unity, and national pride.

🎶 Stream on your favorite platform:
🔹 Spotify: https://found.ee/tMNPCc
🔹 Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/ca/album/thanks-mr-trump/1800324079?i=1800324201
🔹 YouTube: https://youtu.be/WcLajpTX0l0



💬 Let me know what you think in the comments!

Thanks Mr. Trump

ANALOG by NOVA J

In my dreams I’m back in ‘93
In the office, computer-free
Fluorescent lights and rotary
Full of vintage machinery

Oh, I long to be analog (analog)
Yeah, I long to be analog (analog)

Off the grid
Analog
(Off the grid
Analog)

Yes to corded simplicity
No to scrolling anxiety
TV static serenity
In my dreams I’m back in ‘93

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

Off the grid
Analog
(Off the grid
Analog)

In my dreams I’m trauma-free
Blur the bad that happened to me
Rose-colored glasses, simplicity
In my dreams I’m back in ‘93

Oh, I long to be analog (analog)
Yeah, I long to be analog (analog)

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

Yeah, I wanna be analog (analog)
Oh, I wanna be analog (analog)

ANALOG

my folks... your folks... what folks did...and do
Broken Promises, Broken Hearts by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
They woke at dawn, worked till the stars lit the sky,
Dreaming of better for my sister and I.
They saved for our schools, for our tools, for our climb,
They gave us their best, with their hearts on the line.
Generation by generation, the cycle begins,
Parents chasing dreams through thick and thin.
Faith in a future they could never see,
Building the road so their children live free.
But the rules keep changing, dreams fall apart,
Broken promises, broken hearts.
The ones in power twist the line,
Leaving hard-working folks further behind.
My wife and I worked with no days for rest,
Determined, devoted to give our kids the best.
We got them through school, gave them the tools,
But greed's new game tore apart the rules.
Now the rules keep changing, dreams fall apart,
Broken promises, broken hearts.
The ones in power twist the line,
Leaving hard-working folks further behind.
We climbed those hills with faith so blind,
Trusting in a country once so kind.
But now greed’s the leader, prosperity’s divide,
And hope feels so fragile for the ones who’ve tried.
The rules keep changing, dreams fall apart,
Broken promises, broken hearts.
The sweat of the many feeds the rise of the few,
But hope will remain if we see it through.
To my kids, I pray for a brighter sky,
For dreams to flourish, not wither and die.
We’ll keep climbing, keep fighting, no dreams will depart,
Even with broken promises, even with broken hearts.
Even with broken promises,  with broken hearts.
broken ......promises
broken ..........hearts.....broken ...hearts....broken ..........hearts.....broken ...hearts....

Link to best of our country hits that you can cover to get to the top... https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/country-hits-you-might-need?si=307edea8be674dc3bedee9345a814080&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

All Rights Reserved Edwin H. Balder
Thanks so much to my band: Hot Cookie
See Our Music Videos Here> https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-509h42heKT05D8egf2U9w

Broken Promises, Broken Hearts by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

An original song about my Uncle and friend Ciaran O'Briain, one of the last Lighthouse Keepers in Ireland. 

Mizen Head is regarded as the most southerly point of mainland Ireland, but Brow Head is the actual the most southerly point. It is situated at the end of Mizen Peninsula and is in the district of Carbery in County Cork.

Would greatly appreciate if you could subscribe to my Youtube Channel, Thanks!

https://www.youtube.com/@cathalobriain1974

I Am the Keeper

Collaboration with the amazing Dylan O’Shaughnessy

Home  mix #2

Things that You Lose (when you drink & use) 

True story of a huge loss due to my addiction. Five years of worrying, tracking me down in dangerous Hoods, visiting me in jail and putting $ on my books, allowing me to live with her when I had nowhere to go..It's the same woman in the song, "It's Amazing to Me." She married a great guy who had years clean & sober. 

[Verse 1]
I got the invite, I didn't want to see
You're getting married, it's not me
Our time it passed like a ship in the night
All wrong 'cause I just couldn't get right

[Chorus]
There's things that you lose when you drink and you use
When your lover's some dope and a bottle of booze
Life goes on even when I'm gone
People won't wait for me to choose

[Verse 2]
Got to the church, took a seat in the back
You made your entrance, felt my heart crack
So much love as you both set your vows
I ducked down low to wipe the sweat from my brow

[Chorus]
There's things that you lose when you drink and you use
When your lover's some dope and a bottle of booze
Life goes on even when I'm gone
People won't wait for me to choose

[Verse 3]
He ringed your finger, time to kiss the bride
I think I cried before I died
The preacher said you're now man and wife
I wonder how things went so wrong in my life

[Chorus]
There's things that you lose when you drink and you use
When your lover's some dope and a bottle of booze
Life goes on even when I'm gone
People won't wait for me to choose

[Verse 4]
You know I'm happy for you on your big day
You both look so happy, nice to see you that way
But I'm feeling kind of crappy, I hope you don't mind
But I really just can't stay

[Verse 5]
Some things are lost and they can't be replaced
The price to pay for all those things that I've chased

[Chorus]
There's things that you lose when you drink and you use
When your lover's some dope and a bottle of booze
Life goes on even when I'm gone
People won't wait for me to choose
Life goes on even when I'm gone
People won't wait for me to choose

Things that You Lose--(True story of a huge loss due to my addiction)  STRAT V1

For forty years I’ve been writing songs. This is an amalgamation of all things Scottish and my wanting to be a Cowboy when I was wee. I’ve never been on a horse but I suppose singing country music is as close as I’m going to get ! Hope you enjoy ?

Forty years .mp3

If Grace Had a Barstool by DJ JAVE, is a heartfelt country anthem that explores the search for forgiveness, redemption, and connection in the midst of life’s struggles. Through vivid storytelling, the song paints a picture of late-night confessions, small-town bars, and the quiet longing for grace. With its blend of soulful lyrics, emotional melodies, and relatable honesty, it captures the human desire to be understood and loved, even when we feel far from perfect. It’s a song about finding hope in unexpected places and sitting down with life exactly as it is.

If Grace Had A Barstool

Here are two descriptions suitable for a music generation tool like Suno, tailored to a modern country band sound.

**For "God Country State"**
A powerful, modern country anthem with a stadium-sized sound. The track should have a driving rhythm section and epic, soaring guitars that are dynamic but without any harsh or raspy tones. The vocals are strong and confident, delivering lyrics that are a patriotic tribute to faith, heritage, and the American heartland. Think big choruses and a sound that's ready for a live show.

**For "A Day Like This"**
This is a more reflective, soulful modern country track. It should have a clean, dynamic guitar melody at its core, allowing the vocals to take the lead. The feel is uplifting and peaceful, with lyrics that celebrate finding profound happiness in a simple, natural moment. The production should feel polished and contemporary, but with an acoustic-driven sincerity.

Tennessee sky

If_it_Wasnt_For_you (1) (1).mp3

In the shadows of Apache Junction, at the foot of the majestic Superstition Mountains, sits a weathered hacienda. This desert oasis is home to an enigmatic figure, a songwriter whose journey reads like a long, dusty road of honky-tonk bars and college cafeterias. He wasn't chasing fame or glitter; instead, he chose the soul-crushing beauty of music for music's sake.

Years spent hunched over sticky barroom tables and scribbling lyrics on napkins earned him a reputation—not in the spotlight but in the back rooms where deals are made. He wrote melodies that found their way into the hearts of stars who had lost their own muse. He sold his creations for cash, with no recognition, but the whisper of his songs carried the weight of his soul.

Finally, he bought this piece of desert paradise—a stable income from his timeless songs allowed him to live comfortably, if anonymously. Here in this hacienda, with his family beside him and the mountains as his backdrop, he found the peace to write hits under his own name. He chuckled at the irony that now, without chasing fame, he could create music that brought him joy.

In the end, it was never about the spotlight. It was about the journey, the stories, and the songs that wrote themselves through his life. As the sun set behind the Superstitions, casting long shadows over the hacienda, he strummed his guitar and sang—content, unknown, and unburdened by the world's gaze.


Copyright 2019 Edwin H. Balder

I may be dead when fame comes but my real glory was always JULIE & The Kids. Thank you for such love

Broken Promises, Broken Hearts by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Edwin Balder

Related tracks