Welcome to the Hot Cookie days! After my coffee house days I put  my performance life away to build a family.but every week I tried to put a song idea in note book..Once I got old and family set I came back to my music doing a few songs a year...then I got this terminal type feedback on my timeline so I grabbed up the best music folk I knew over the years...put a studio band together (Hot Cookie) to record 100 HIT songs from the notes I took every week for 50 years. They are not for us to perform but for you to.  We picked just 2 songs from every year's notebook that we felt were hits that could change folks' lives if they covered them...so here they are. Contact us if you need the rights..Be well Do Well and thank you for the years of wonder...e

All Hit Songs By Edwin H. Balder

Welcome to songs you are welcome to cover! After my coffee house days I put  my performance life away to build a family.but every week I tried to put a song idea in note book..Once I got old and family set I came back to my music doing a few songs a year...then I got this terminal type feedback on my timeline so I grabbed up the best music folk I knew over the years...put a studio band together (Hot Cookie) to record 100 HIT songs from the notes I took every week for 50 years. They are not for us to perform but for you to.  We picked just 2 songs from every year's notebook that we felt were hits that could change folks' lives if they covered them...so here they are. Contact us if you need the rights..Be well Do Well and thank you for the years of wonder...e

EZ to Cover Country Hits  By songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Legacy Pop Hits 4U By Edwin H. Balder

R & B / Blues Raps & Dance Hits By Edwin H. Balder

Welcome to the Hot Cookie days! After my coffee house days I put  my performance life away to build a family.but every week I tried to put a song idea in note book..Once I got old and family set I came back to my music doing a few songs a year...then I got this terminal type feedback on my timeline so I grabbed up the best music folk I knew over the years...put a studio band together (Hot Cookie) to record 100 HIT songs from the notes I took every week for 50 years. They are not for us to perform but for you to.  We picked just 2 songs from every year's notebook that we felt were hits that could change folks' lives if they covered them...so here they are. Contact us if you need the rights..Be well Do Well and thank you for the years of wonder...e
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

Singer/Songwriter Hits You Can Cover into Fame  By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Introducing  our "11 for 11: Set list That Makes Stars"
A carefully curated hit powerhouse, designed to ignite careers and set the stage for the next generation of female recording stars. Each track is a hit-in-the-making, a chart-topper waiting to break, with emotion-packed lyrics, unforgettable melodies, and the kind of vocal moments that demand the spotlight.
From soulful ballads that stir hearts to anthemic songs built for the biggest stages, this collection is crafted for impact—11 songs, 11 open doors to greatness.
If you’re ready to take the stage, ready for songs that can change your career,HIT US UP! To cover these and more just request our EZ simple release form by emailing musicoffreeisme3@gmail.com
Stars remember to check back with us..we hope all do!

You Are Her - "11 4 11" - Starmaker Set List

When asked if I ever wrote a song to die for...

Drifting Into Tomorrow

(Verse 1) In the quiet of my days, a broken sense prevails, Interactions like fractured glass, their edges sharp and frail. Life’s canvas painted gray, compassion dimmed and worn, Yet deep within my heart, a yearning to be reborn.

(Pre-Chorus) I crave salvation’s touch, a melody profound, To mend the fractured chords, to weave a healing sound. Oh, won’t you be my guide, my compass through the night? Lead me to that sacred ground where music takes flight.

(Chorus) Drifting into sorrow, carried by the tide, Lost in memories of what once bloomed and died. But hope, a fragile vessel, sails toward the dawn, As I seek solace in the echoes of what’s gone.

(Verse 2) The sunsets we once shared, their hues now faded gold, Moments soft like watercolors such stories left untold. I hope you find my voice, to sing your name in tune, To bridge the gaps between us, beneath a memory moon.

(Pre-Chorus) And so I drift, a wanderer, seeking solace’s embrace, Tomorrow’s canvas blank, awaiting colors to replace The grayness of my soul, the ache that pulls me low, Perhaps borrowed peace will stop by to say hello

(Chorus) Drifting into sorrow, carried by the tide, Lost in memories of what once bloomed and died. But hope, a fragile vessel, sails toward the dawn, As I seek solace in the echoes of what’s gone.

(Bridge) The wind whispers secrets, when the stars align, As if the universe conspires to rewrite our design. I’ll write of love anew, with notes of moonlight grace, And find redemption in the tears upon my face.

(Chorus) Drifting into sorrow, carried by the tide, Lost in memories of what once bloomed and died. But hope, a fragile vessel, sails toward the dawn, As I seek solace in the echoes of what’s gone.

(Outro) So let me drift, let me dream, let me borrow time, For in these fractured moments,I compose a symphony devine. And when the morning breaks, and shadows drift away, I found my sacred ground, in the music I have played

Thanks to my band: Hot Cookie!

All Rights Reserved by Edwin H. Balder

Sacred Ground By Edwin H. Balder

I wrote this for Taylor when she stops by the ranch

I Want You Back Again By Songwriter EdwinH. Balder

[Verse 1] I yearn to hold you again, To mend this ache that never ends. Why did we fall, why did we fight? We wandered through endless lies,  then vanished in the night.
[Verse 2] on rain swept nights I stand by the door, The porch light flickers, memories i can't ignore. Hoping for echoes to come back to me, A chance to rewrite our story..be what we used to be
[Chorus] The loss of us never fades away, I hope for your return, everyday.  pray the stars  conspire to call your name your name, I want you back, i want you back  I want you back again 
[Bridge] Shadows dance where our laughter once played, how fast the shadows  of our life just fade. Every stolen moment your gone, I wish for a second chance to finish  our song
[Verse 3] Haunted by memories, that dance in dreams  that echoes past the rivers and the streams my desire never fades holding so tight , i see your silhouette  in soft moonlight.[Chorus]. The loss of us never fades away, I hope for your return, everyday.  pray the stars  conspire to call your name your name, I want you back, i want you back  I want you back again 

The loss of us never fades away, I hope for your return, everyday.  pray the stars  conspire to call your name your name, I want you back, i want you back  I want you back again 

Link to the best of my R & B, Soul, Funky, Hip Hop, Rap & Blues Bangers you can cover to make your way to a star... stuff https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/hit-r-b-funky-bangers-by-edwin?si=a366189f83684571b35fd59768210669&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

I Want You Back Again By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

I know I Knew this once...

All These Lies by Edwin H Balder

(verse) Sitting in my car
afraid to write
the words that I am sending off to you tonight
it will  start with dear and then your name
and with every tear I'll break down in shame 

(Chorus) I didn't think I remember 
didn't think I remember 
what it's like to cry 
like to cry 
I wouldn't call it surender
just relief form all theses lies
all theses lies
didn't think I remember 
all theses lies

(Verse 2)I spell out the truth
spell out all the pain
hoping that somehow love can still remain
Please know I take all of the blame
treating our love like it was a game

(Chorus) I didn't think I remember what it's like to cry 
I wouldn't call it surender
 just relief form 
all theses lies
all theses lies
all theses lies
(Bridge)
do you get lonely do you ever get sad
do you get tired of feeling lost & mad
do you ever long for  the things we once had
Do you ever wonder why things didn't go as we planned

( outro)
I didn't think I remember
I didn't think I remember
I didn't think I remember
all theses lies
I didn't think I remember
all theses lies
I didn't think I remember
all theses lies
I didn't think I remember
all theses lies
all theses lies
all theses lies


Link to best of my 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

All These Lies by Edwin H Balder

Lucky to learn from Joni and John....

One More Toke By Edwin H. Balder

(Intro) It's hard to say how much spending my paycheck at the Troubadour changed me. ...Selling Dictionaries and magazines door to door my daytime penitentiary...
But the nights digesting every star bite under those cheap lights engaged me... to speak my truth plainly...to speak my truth bravely......


(Verse) I wonder back into that dive hotel room now and then
and meet with old friends... Everyone making amends ...Time just transcends

Playing and singing our dream songs....Hoping stardom comes along

So we can all run away............Tilt-a-whirl day

In a cloud of smoke.................................Where nobody’s broke

Maybe one more toke and I can stay…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

 (Bridge) now it's just Joni, John and I 
sitting eating apple pie
On a river in the sky
A chelsea morning drifting by
with our souvenirs that survived

Blank paper be my friend
and let me once again
Tell a story in a song that flatters
that lifts us all from the tatters
to be music truth seekers
to my mentors and my teachers



So I.... …..

(outro) I wonder back into that dive hotel room now and then
and meet with old friends... Everyone making amends ...Time just transcends

Playing and singing our dream songs....Hoping stardom comes along

So we can all run away.............Tilt-a-whirl day

In a cloud of smoke.................................Where nobody’s broke

Maybe one more toke and I can stay….
Maybe one more toke and I can stay….

All Rights Reserved by Edwin H. Balder
Thanks to My Band : Hot Cookie

One More Toke By Edwin H. Balder

Loving for a love who gets my music...

I Got This Music By Edwin H. Balder 

I got this music
 don't want to lose it 
who will choose it 
oh who will choose it

hey pretty one I wrote you a song
Was hoping you'd hear it won't take long
Maybe sit by these trees outside on the lawn
If you don't like it I'll just get up and get gone



I got this music
 don't want to lose it 
who will choose it 
oh who will choose it

Hey pretty one I wrote you a tune
Was hoping you'd hear it can I come by soon
maybe sit by these trees under the moon
If you don't like it I give you some room

just words with notes that float on dreams
just words with notes that show the scenes
of loves we lived in between
the the tears lost by our means
just words and notes or so it seems
just words and notes that's all it means
just words and notes
just words and notes
just words and notes


I got this music
 don't want to lose it 
who will choose it 
oh who will choose it

Hey pretty one I wrote music you inspired
Was hoping you hear it if your not too tired
maybe sit by these trees I always admired
If you don't like it just tell me I'm fired



I got this music
 don't want to lose it 
who will choose it 
oh who will choose it

Hey pretty one I wrote something for you
Was hoping you hear this creative thing I do
maybe sit by theses under sky so blue
If you don't like it  just say stop and I'm through


just words with notes that float on dreams
just words with notes that show the scenes
of loves we lived in between
the the tears lost by all means
just words of notes or so it seems
just words and notes that's all it means
just words and notes
just words and notes
just words and notes

I got this music
 don't want to lose it 
who will choose it 
oh who will choose it

All Rights Reserved by Edwin H. Balder

Thanks to My Band:Hot Cookie

I Got This  Music By Edwin H. Balder

So glad this happened just when I needed a hit!

More Time This Time By Edwin H. Balder

(Verse 1) In the quiet of the night  lost in the vastness of space. 
Time slips through my fingers wondering if I'll ever escape this place
(Pre-Chorus) The waves crash, relentless and wild, Their darkness swallowing all light. 
 ...lost Keys to forgotten treasure, secret buried out of sight
(Chorus) I need more time this time to find any peace, 
To mend the fractures, to let old wounds cease.
 The ocean’s roar echoes my inner plea, 
Guide me back to shores where my soul can be free. 
I need more time this time to find any peace
 the darkness of the waves tears to fill the seas ...
Lay bare ,wide open buried lost keys
I need more time this time to find any peace
I need more time this time to find any peace
(Verse 2) Beneath the moon searching all my vulnerability shown. Yet hope persists that the stars will lead me home.
(Pre-Chorus) The waves crash, relentless and wild, Their darkness swallowing all light. 
 ...lost Keys to forgotten treasure, secrets buried out of sight
(Chorus) I need more time this time to find any peace, 
To mend the fractures, to let old wounds cease.
 The ocean’s roar echoes my inner plea, 
Guide me back to shores where my soul can be free. 
I need more time this time to find any peace
the darkness of the waves tears to fill the seas
Lay bare, wide open buried lost keys
I need more time this time to find any peace
I need more time this time to find any peace
(Bridge) And there, in the sands, a buried truth awaits, 
A map etched in whispers, a tale of lonely fates. 
Lost keys, forgotten promises, a silent plea, 
Will fate lead me home or further out to sea?
(Pre-Chorus) The waves crash, relentless and wild, Their darkness swallowing all light. 
 ...lost Keys to forgotten treasure, secrets buried out of sight
(Chorus) I need more time this time to find any peace, 
To mend the fractures, to let old wounds cease.
 The ocean’s roar echoes my inner plea, 
Guide me back to shores where my soul can be free. 
I need more time this time to find any peace
the darkness of the waves tears to fill the seas
Lay bare, wide open, buried lost keys
I need more time this time to find any peace
 I need more time this time to find any peaceo find any peace

All Rights Reserved By Edwin H. Balder
Thanks to my band :Hot Cookie

More Time This Time By Edwin H. Balder

Well If I had to pick a super power....

Want To Go Back In Time By Edwin H. Balder


I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time
I was hoping maybe baby
we could go back and find
where it all went wrong
when things seemed to be going fine
I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time

What has come between us
what's breaking us apart
I never saw it coming
how did it all start
I loved you forever
how did I break your heart

I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time
I was hoping maybe baby
we could go back and find
where it all went wrong
when things seemed to be going fine
I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time

nothing seems the same
now that we're through
I wake up every day
and don't know what to do
how do I go on when I
never stopped loving you

I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time
I was hoping maybe baby
we could go back and find
where it all went wrong
when things seemed to be going fine
I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time
I want to stop the clocks
I want to go back... back in time

All Rights Reserved by Edwin H. Balder
Thanks to My Band : Hot Cookie

Want To Go Back In Time By Edwin H. Balder

Bad days in the music space...BAD!

Better Tomorrows By Edwin H. Balder

I walked to the fountain
looked over the edge  
coins tossed in hope
each with a pledge
overture of failures
where nobody showed
no audience came
not one ticket sold
I walked down allys
where sad stories are told

you have all the time
you have all the heart
you have all the say
When things break apart

you have all the tears
you have all the lies
you have all the fears
you have your disguise

you have all the faith
you have all the sorrow
you have to be brave
to have all your Better Tomorrows

U have all the faith
U have all the sorrow
U have to be brave
to have Better Tomorrows


so dam alone & walking the street street
no one around to help me back on my feet
Down back alleys to where Isleep
no hope or promises to keep
close to the edge & ready to leep
broken down so damn deep
with no more tears that I can weep

U have the time
U have the heart
U have the say
When things break apart
U have the tears
U have the lies
U have the fears
U have your disguise
U have all the faith
U have all the sorrow
U have to be brave
to have Better Tomorrows
U have all the faith
U have all the sorrow
U have to be brave
to have Better Tomorrows

All rights reserved By Edwin H. Balder

Thank you to my band Hot Cookie!

Better Tomorrows By Edwin H. Balder

(slow melodic talking intro) Each  of us an enigma—a constellation of stardust and desire. a voice, a haunting melody that echoes through crowded arenas or is lost on street corners  dreams. We live ...we dance on the precipice of fame, our eyes reflecting vulnerability—the yearning for connection, the ache for authenticity. We gazes into the abyss, wondering if anyone truly sees us inside and beyond the spotlight.

(Verse 1) My my career in escrow
I walk upon the stage
Every night going solo
My skills starting to age
Keep up with the promo
We once again engage
faint applause as I go
as new stars turn the page
(chorus)  my songs.. that voice or mine
time after time
line after line
stage after stage
so hard to gauge
page after page
my songs.. that voice or mine
making music shine
rhyme after rhyme
show after show
did what I know
Bowing goodbye  ......waving Hello
Bowing goodbye  ......waving Hello

(Bridge)
each stage we walk on & off of
 a time of wonder was a time of love
playing what we have played before
we so long to play them some more
Thanks you who came and could not ignore
our bows of joy  with each encore
(chorus)  my songs.. that voice or mine
time after time
line after line
stage after stage
so hard to gauge
page after page
my songs.. that voice or mine
making music shine
rhyme after rhyme
show after show
did what I know
Bowing goodbye  ......waving Hello
Bowing goodbye  ......waving Hello

All Rights Reserved Edwin H. Balder
Much Thanks to my band: Hot Cookie

Bowing Goodbye Waving Hello  By Edwin H. Balder

Sexy...sexy...sexy ...sexy

Be Hard On Me by Edwin H Balder

(intro) Taken by time failed love quest...I am not what I was ...still can not rest...Please love songs do ...do what you do best ...Take me away.... hide my heart .....let me rest.....

(Verse 1) We find the invisible here by chance...A roll of the dice, the quest for romance... luck intersections of illumination unspoken... We heal too late what was broken...The impossibility of love is my music...The impossibility of love is what I speak of...The impossibility of love I pray you choose it ....The impossibility of love...The impossibility of love...
(chorus)So Be hard on me ...make a stand ...let me do what I can........Help me make it easy on you.... what should I do....to make one from two.....be that love that's true..............So be hard on me.... I made you cry....but Please don't say goodbye.....please let me try....so be hard on me...just wait & see....Be hard on me...Be hard on me....I can be who you need me to be....Be hard on me...Be hard on me

(Verse 2) We find the invisible here by chance...A roll of the dice, the quest for romance... luck intersections of illumination unspoken... We heal too late what was broken...The impossibility of love is my music...The impossibility of love is what I speak of...The impossibility of love I pray you choose it ....The impossibility of love...The impossibility of love...

(chorus) So Be hard on me make a stand ...let me do what I can...Help me make it easy on you.... what should I do....to make one from two.....be that love that's true....So be hard on me....  made you cry....but Please don't say goodby....please let me try...so be hard on me...just wait & see....Be hard on me...Be hard on me....I can be who you need me to be....Be hard on me...Be hard on me

(Outro)Taken by time.... failed love quest....I am not what I was..... still can not rest....Please love songs do ...do what you do best............... Take me away............... hide my heart.............. .....let me rest.....


All Rights Reserved Edwin H. Balder

Be Hard On Me By Edwin H. Balder

Best New Years song to get your groove on to....

Dancing Into Love's Light By Edwin H. Balder

(intro) Never been good at getting things right--
nothing came simple--
always a fight--
But--
that new years eve --
that new years night
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light

(Hook) that new years eve 
that new year's night
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light
that new years eve 
that new year's night
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light
that new years eve 
that new year's night
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light

(verse) dancing from the shadows
where I made my home......
a shadow life
riding alone......
dancing from the shadows
the only world I knew......
riding alone
till I met you.....
that new years eve 
that new year's night.....
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light.....

(Hook) that new years eve 
that new year's night
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light
that new years eve 
that new year's night
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light

(verse) dancing from the shadows
where I made my home.....
a shadow life
riding alone.....
dancing from the shadows
the only world I knew......
riding alone
till I met you.....
that new years eve 
that new year's night......
dancing from the shadows
dancing into love's light......


(outro) that new years eve............... 
that new year's night...............
dancing from the shadows..............
dancing..... into..... love's..... light

Link to the best of our R & B, Soul, Funky, Hip Hop, Rap & Blues Bangers you can cover  to add hit power to your world https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/hit-r-b-funky-bangers-by-edwin?si=a366189f83684571b35fd59768210669&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

Dancing Into Love's Light By Edwin H. Balder

Making contact with hope...

Be What You Want To Be by Songwriter by Edwin H. Balder

Pops of color out the window on  my tour days,
when I could drive to gigs forever,
like sunsets painted on my soul,
or secrets whispered in storm-ee weather.
 Nobody can decipher nature’s code,
Or the music path I  endeavor,
Guitar strings strummed on twilight’s road
Where dreams dance like leaves that fall forever

Highways humm with echos 
like melodies from the stage
Notes tonight like fireflies, refusing to arrange,
hopeing applause removes sorrow from each  newday 
you hit the road again......  set up...get ready to play

Beneath the neon glow of roadside signs,
and jukebox heros sing their worn-out lines,
I  try and cure my pain with each shot of  whiskey,
I'd call home but pretty sure nobody is gonna miss me

Play songs of love lost in desert dust,
Of coyote howls and hearts that rust,
as I listen, my guitar against my chest,
In that dim-lit bar, where time took a rest.

Nobody can decipher nature’s code,
Or the music path I  so endeavor,
Guitar strings strummed on twilight’s road
Where dreams danced like leaves that fall forever


Highways humm with echos 
like melodies from the stage
Notes tonight like fireflies, refusing to arrange,
hopeing applause removes sorrow from each  newday 
you hit the road again......  set up...get ready to play

The jukebox spun old country tunes,
And I wondered  where  I was now marooned,
 someplace Between yesterday’s regrets and tomorrow’s  finger nail moon 

Pops of color
along the road of a
sad song symphony,
Where highways lead to no place and you be what you want  to be
My words, my notes, my music....... my music destiny
Where highways lead to no place and you can be what you want  to be

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

Be What You Want To Be by Songwriter by Edwin H. Balder

Some of my songs are just right for me now...

Gonna Get Old by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

hate to be the one to tell ya but you're gonna get old
walk into walls burn stuff on the stove
go to the doctor for a strange looking mole
hate to be the one to tell ya you're gonna get old

they say youth is wasted on the young
not true that' when you should have  fun
plenty of time to get the job done
stay out all night watch the rising sun
travel everyplace while you still can climb
take every adventure that you can find
plenty of time to enter the grind
enjoy procrastination and never you mind

hate to be the one to tell ya but you're gonna get old
walk into walls burn stuff on the stove
go to the doctor for a strange looking mole
hate to be the one to tell ya you're gonna get old

sure go to college get an education
but don't miss out on spring break vacation
let each day discover a new sensation
make any road your best destination
let your heart love let your voice sing
take risks now and see what they bring
lots a time to worry so go do your thing
throw your hat with confidence into any ring

hate to be the one to tell ya but you're gonna get old
walk into walls burn stuff on the stove
go to the doctor for a strange looking mole
hate to be the one to tell ya you're gonna get old

I tell you this now  now that I'm old
I wish back then I had a-be told
make every memory a gift of gold
something forever that you can hold

hate to be the one to tell ya but you're gonna get old
walk into walls burn stuff on the stove
go to the doctor for a strange looking mole
hate to be the one to tell ya you're gonna get old

I tell you this now  now that I'm old
I wish back then I had a-be told
make every memory a gift of gold
something forever that you can hold

hate to be the one to tell ya but you're gonna get old
walk into walls burn stuff on the stove
go to the doctor for a strange looking mole
hate to be the one to tell ya you're gonna get old

Link to  best of my country songs that you can cover 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

Gonna Get Old by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

How Taylor asks you for your hand...

In my penthouse suite, high above the city lights,
Where chandeliers drip diamonds and the moon winks goodnight,
I sit counting up all the fortunes  that I have made,
from the careful execution of all the plans I have laid

(Pre-Chorus)

I see the face on my golden watch, ticking time I can't rewind,
So I'll try to spend my wealth with not a dime left behind
in my lifestyle of tailored wonder stitched with gold and silver thread,
I sip aged cognac, and dream up  wild adventures  in my head
(Chorus)

I've got yachts in Monaco, and a mansion in Dubai,
A private jet to whisk me where the sunsets never die,
Oh the pleasures of these treasures so mind blowing and vast
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last

(Bridge)

I drives a vintage Rolls-Royce down Sunset Boulevard,
palm trees and neon signs, Clubbing with hollywood stars,
A loyal staff that make things smooth every place I go
Tell me who you want to meet and I can make it so

(Verse 2)

My art collection whispers secrets from the past,
Picassos and Warhols, frozen moments meant to last,
coin and stamp collection in a  safety deposit box
My safe packed with every rare rolex and tank watch


(Pre-Chorus)got a rooftop garden, orchids blooming in the breeze,
And a chef who crafts delicacies,
 with any wine you please
Rome rooftop villa with a view of 360 degrees
Lake tahoe 10 room cabin secluded in the trees

(Chorus)

 got islands in the Caribbean,  a vineyard in Bordeaux,
A portfolio of stocks I go place folks can't go
the wonder of my riches is beyond what you think is vast
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last
If it is money that you love your love for me will always last

(Outro)

 I'm just so simple and rich,  where
 my every dream  comes true
So if your  love for money is everything.......
 I'm the right rich one for you
So if your  love for money is everything........
 I'm the right rich one for you
 I'm the right rich one for you

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If It Is Money That You Love by Songwriter Edwin H. Baldeer

We Lived it...OOOOOOOOOOH Baby!

Our Music Will Always Last By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

(Chorus)
When the future looks to the past
our music will always last
Will always last.
Our Music will always last

 (Verse 1) Were you there for Springsteen at the Square 
Or Joni  Mitchell anywhere
Were you …were you there?
Did you see  Zeppelin or Floyd show
David Bowie  front row  
 Did you have to go?
 Did you see them play
 The Beatles  at Shea
 The Stones in LA
  Hendrix at Monterey
  Did you see them play?

 Did you make the quest
 to see Dwaine and Dickey Betts
 8 hour Dead fests
 Even Sinatra’s final sets
Did you make the quest?

(Chorus)
When the future looks to the past
our music will always last
Will always last.
Our Music will always last

(verse 2)What would life mean?
 If you missed Queen
  Airplane,  eagles or Santana’s seen    Never heard Yellow submarine
What would  life mean?
 
  So you saved up all your cash
 To see Crosby stills and Nash
 Even if  Woodstock was just a flash   The Who were a total bash  
Oh Yea...Dylan , Seeger, The Clash
 and Janis holding mass  

(Chorus)
When the future looks to the past
our music will always last
Will always last.
Our Music will always last  

(Bridge )music beyond grand
 we tripped across this land
If you were there ....
you understand

(verse 3) Elvis Presley
Paul Simon
Seger’s Bullet Band   
Elton or Billy on Baby Grand
Journey or U2 taking a stand
 music beyond grand
 we tripped across this land
If you were there ....
you understand

(Chorus)
When the future looks to the past
our music will always last
Will always last.
Our Music will always last 
 will always last

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Our Music Will Always Last By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Love Is Love

Roses In The Night By Edwin H. Balder

Innuendos dance, a secret masquerade,
Words like silk,  hidden meanings laid.
Whispers in  shadows, lips so close,
 playing with fire, and nobody knows.
nobody knows. ...nobody knows.

Between the lines, we find our sanctuary,
A language of desire, whispered vocabulary.
Double meanings bloom, like roses in the night,
Our hearts entangled, lost in unspoken  delight

like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,

She sips her wine, eyes locked on mine,
Her laughter a code, a tantalizing sign.
I'm decoding her curves, tracing every line,
Our double entendres—dangerously divine. dangerously divine. dangerously divine.

Between the lines, we find our sanctuary,
A language of desire, whispered vocabulary.
Double meanings bloom, like roses in the night,
Our hearts entangled, lost in unspoken  delight

like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,

leaing  in low, voice a velvet tease,
A wink, a nod—the art of sweet unease.
We're fencing with words, a risqué ballet,
Desire wrapped in syllables, leading us astray.


Between the lines, we find our sanctuary,
A language of desire, whispered vocabulary.
Double meanings bloom, like roses in the night,
Our hearts entangled, lost in unspoken  delight

like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,


Bridge the gap, bridge the gap,
Across the chasm of what's said and unsaid.
We're tightrope walkers, balancing on wit,
A linguistic tango, where pleasure and danger fit.


Between the lines, we find our sanctuary,
A language of desire, whispered vocabulary.
Double meanings bloom, like roses in the night,
Our hearts entangled, lost in unspoken  delight

like roses in the night,
like roses in the night,
like roses in the night....

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Roses In The Night By Edwin H. Balder

Fuel me ...

Coffee Oh Coffee  by songwriter Edwin H. Balder


going back for another cup
coffee Can't get enough

my morning’s magic,
 my midnight’s muse. 
 every bean, a story told
sip by sip liquid gold
 magical potion
fire up the emotion in me
coffee..............
 coffee oh.... coffee


 Ethiopia 
Coffee   beverage utopia
 Espresso cup, bitter
 delight,
twist of lemon...just right............just right.


going back for another cup
coffee Can't get enough


Coffee beautuful brew, 
my morning’s magic,
 my midnight’s muse. 
 every bean, a story told
sip by sip liquid gold
 magical potion
fire up the emotion in me
coffee..............
 coffee oh.... coffee

 old  beat cafés,  poets teach beatnik plays 
Now they sell CDs  breakfast tofu
  vibes change, but not  love for our brew

going back for another cup
coffee Can't get enough



 Coffee beautuful brew, 
my morning’s magic,
 my midnight’s muse. 
 every bean, a story told
sip by sip liquid gold
 magical potion
fire up the emotion in me
coffee..............
 coffee oh.... coffee

 Morning wonder, after-meal bliss, 
A pleasure you never want to miss. Dark roast, cappuccino, cold brew blend, ,
 morning start 
dinners end 

 every corner of the world found,
 Coffee shops  beans freshly ground Handcrafted drinks, barista’s pride,  first sip, ready to ride


going back for another cup
coffee Can't get enough



 Coffee beautuful brew, 
my morning’s magic,
 my midnight’s muse. 
 every bean, a story told
sip by sip liquid gold
 magical potion
fire up the emotion in me
coffee..............
 coffee oh.... coffee
coffee..............
 coffee oh.... coffee

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Coffee Oh Coffee  By songwriter Edwin H. Balder

A true 3 ring wonder.....

Hey Clown by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Maybe I should get a big fuzzy wig, Big red nose, shoes way too big.
 A loud horn to squeeze, to tell you I'm around, 
‘Cause baby, you turned me into a clown.

 Storybook romance, took me in, Everything love could be, will power thin. 
Next thing you know, we're in Vegas getting hitched,
 I was one thing one day, then my life got switched.

 Maybe I should get a big fuzzy wig, Big red nose, shoes way too big.
 A loud horn to squeeze, to tell you I'm around, 
‘Cause baby, you turned me into a clown.

Worked for a while, you pulled me in deep,
 Motivated me to work harder, grab everything I could keep.
 You managed the money, I managed bringing it home,
 Now I’m sitting here broke and so damn alone.

 Maybe I should get a big fuzzy wig, Big red nose, shoes way too big.
 A loud horn to squeeze, to tell you I'm around, 
‘Cause baby, you turned me into a clown.


 Won't talk to my family or even my friends, Hard to see anyone, the way this one ends. 
You’re off someplace, living off my sweat,
 Me here like a clown who lost a giant bet.

(Bridge) Now I see the truth, the lies and deceit,
 I’m broken, torn, totally  beat 
in your circus, I played the fool, 
Now I’m just a joke, played by your rules.



In your show, I played my part
, But now it's time, I'll guard my heart. Played by tricks, 
Cue the circus sound, 
Just a broken man,
 lost and found.
Hey Clown..
Hey Clown
Played by tricks, 
Cue the circus sound, 
Just a broken man,
 lost and found.
hey Clown
Hey clown.....

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Hey Clown by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Time for a Cowgirl Hero to WIN...

Cowgirl Hero by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

On the dusty plains of Texas, 'neath the wide open sky, Her folks left the farm to brothers, no one knows why. One day they disappeared, a mystery untold, The farm was left to her, a legacy bold.

 She's a cowgirl hero, rising from the dust, Fighting for her place, in her strength we trust. With grit and determination, she'll break the mold, Our cowgirl hero, a story to be told.

 The farmhands didn't respect her, just because she's a lass, She gave them all chances, but they didn't pass. Fed up with their stubborn ways, she let them all go, To the local resort, where the winds of change blow.

 She's a cowgirl hero, rising from the dust, Fighting for her place, in her strength we trust. With grit and determination, she'll break the mold, Our cowgirl hero, a story to be told.

 Found housekeepers on break, enjoying a bite, She saw potential in them, a future so bright. Hired them on the spot, together they grew strong, The farm thrived like never before, proving doubters wrong.

 She's a cowgirl hero, rising from the dust, Fighting for her place, in her strength we trust. With grit and determination, she'll break the mold, Our cowgirl hero, a story to be told.

Now the farm's a powerhouse, the region's pride, Everyone owns a piece, working side by side. Our cowgirl hero, with heart and soul, Turned dreams into reality, reaching her goal.

She's a cowgirl hero, rising from the dust, Fighting for her place, in her strength we trust. With grit and determination, she'll break the mold, Our cowgirl hero, a story to be told.

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Cowgirl Hero by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Got a free one way pass...
Here In Hell by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder
 ....."Here in hell, you think you know pain… but pain’s never ...the... same."
The devil doesn’t ride in on a horse of flame, He’s in the way your voice still shakes when you say my name. The jukebox plays a song I used to call my own, But the notes unravel, and I’m left here alone. I gave up my wings for a seat at this bar, Where lost souls gather, and memories scar.
 Here in hell, you think you know pain, But here, pain’s never the same. You relive the love and peace you lost, For here in hell, you’re meant to exhaust All the wrongs you scream, all the lies you tell— Oh, here in hell is where you fell.....here in hell ...is.... where...... you fell.   ( fell.. to ..hell)
 The clock on the wall’s got a broken hand, It moves like the truth I couldn’t withstand. You said you’d stay, but the door’s still wide, And I’m left with the echo of the last lie you tried. The devil’s not cruel, he just knows your game, He deals in the secrets you thought no one could name.
 Here in hell, you think you know pain, But here, pain’s never the same. You relive the love and peace you lost, For here in hell, you’re meant to exhaust All the wrongs you scream, all the lies you tell— Oh, here in hell is where you fell.....here in hell ...is.... where...... you fell.   ( fell.. to ..hell)
 I used to think heaven was a place up above, But it’s the way you held me when I needed your love. Now I’m dancing with shadows, chasing ghosts in the flame, And the devil just whispers, “You chose this parade.” Here in hell, you... think.... you know ...pain…think...again!
 The bar’s closing down, but I’m still in my seat, Staring at the scars on the heart I can’t beat. The devil doesn’t win, he just watches you fall, And hell’s the name for the pain you recall. I’ll leave when I’m ready, or maybe I’ll stay, ‘Cause hell’s not a place—it’s the price you pay.
 Here in hell, you think you know pain, But here, pain’s never the same. You relive the love and peace you lost, For here in hell, you’re meant to exhaust All the wrongs you scream, all the lies you tell— Oh, here in hell is where you fell.....here in hell ...is.... where...... you fell.   (where...... you fell. ) fell to hell (fell to hell)...fell...to...hell....(hell)

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Here In Hell by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

It's gonna get cold...
She Thinks She’s Better Than Me   by Edwin H. Balder
She walks in like the world stands still,
Diamond shine, dollar bill.
Laugh too sweet, words too fine,
Like her life don’t cross with mine.
Says she’s got it, says she knows,
Says she runs the way it flows.
High heels up, head held high,
Looking down like I’m too shy.
I play along, I let it slide,
But she don’t know what’s deep inside.
She thinks she’s better than me,
Like I don’t know the game she plays.
Like I don’t see the cracks she hides,
Like I don’t hear the things she says.
She thinks she’s better than me,
But baby, truth don’t lie that way.
She’s got the car, she’s got the shine,
She’s got the perfect painted line.
She’s got the look, she’s got the say,
But she don’t got what makes me stay.
I’ve got roots, I’ve got fight,
I’ve got a heart that sleeps at night.
She thinks she’s better than me,
Like I don’t know the game she plays.
Like I don’t see the cracks she hides,
Like I don’t hear the things she says.
She thinks she’s better than me,
But baby, truth don’t lie that way.
Some chase gold, some chase fame,
Some just need a different name.
Some fall fast, some hold tight,
Some just fake their perfect life.
Now she stares, now she waits,
Wondering why I don’t take the bait.
I walk past, I don’t look back,
Because I don’t need what she don’t have.
She thinks she’s better than me,
Like I don’t know the game she plays.
Like I don’t see the cracks she hides,
Like I don’t hear the things she says.
She thinks she’s better than me,
But baby, truth don’t lie that way.
She walks in like the world stands still,
But I just smile—I know the drill......................know......... the ..............drill.

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She Thinks She’s Better Than Me by HC & EHB

Told she knew..why I love her still
I Know He Fell in Love Today    by Edwin H. Balder
He didn’t say it, didn’t show,
But something shifted, something told.
A quiet glance, a softer tone,
And suddenly, I wasn’t alone.
I saw it in the way he smiled,
Like I was more than just a while.
I felt it in the way he stayed,
Like time had nowhere left to fade.
His hands were steady, his words ran light,
And love was waiting in the night.
I know he fell in love today,
Even though he didn’t say.
I felt it clear, I saw it true,
Like the stars just learned my name too.
I know he fell in love today,
In every look, in every way.
I saw it in the way he stood,
Like something turned from might to good.
I heard it in the way he laughed,
Like we had finally found our path.
No rush, no plans, no grand display,
Just love that found its quiet way.
I know he fell in love today,
Even though he didn’t say.
I felt it clear, I saw it true,
Like the stars just learned my name too.
I know he fell in love today,
In every look, in every way.
Some love speaks, some love waits,
Some love whispers, some love states.
Some just moves without a sound,
And leaves no doubt in what it’s found.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe soon,
Maybe under silver moons.
But words don’t need to light the way,
I know he fell in love today.
I know he fell in love today,
Even though he didn’t say.
I felt it clear, I saw it true,
Like the stars just learned my name too.
I know he fell in love today,
In every look, in every way.
He didn’t say it, didn’t show,
But I know...(I know)......I know....
I know...(I know)......I.......... know...
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I Know He Fell in Love Today  HC & EHB

Big clue to how alone you are...
Eating Over The Sink    by Edwin H. Balder
Cold plate, quiet night,
Fork in hand, no appetite.
Standing here, staring low,
Where did all those years go?
Used to be candlelight, linen spread,
Used to be laughter, whispered thread.
Now it's leftovers, paper plates,
Echoes of love that came too late.
Time unravels, lines get blurred,
Memories sting in broken words.
Eating over the sink, tears in the drain,
Swallowing silence, choking on pain.
Once served love on silver trays,
Now it’s just me and yesterday.
Eating over the sink, hunger misplaced,
Feeding regrets I can’t erase.
Used to set two, used to pour,
Now I scrape crumbs off the floor.
Used to hold hands, wine-stained lips,
Now just empty fingertips.
Used to be mornings tangled tight,
Now the sheets stay smooth at night.
Eating over the sink, tears in the drain,
Swallowing silence, choking on pain.
Once served love on silver trays,
Now it’s just me and yesterday.
Eating over the sink, hunger misplaced,
Feeding regrets I can’t erase.
Some love fades, some love breaks,
Some just lingers in mistakes.
Some hearts heal, some hearts fold,
Some just ache when nights turn cold.]
Tomorrow calls, the world moves fast,
But I still chew on what won’t pass.
The love that stayed, the love that died,
The love that never said goodbye.
Used to toast to hope and dreams,
Now I rinse off history’s seams.
Eating over the sink, tears in the drain,
Swallowing silence, choking on pain.
Once served love on silver trays,
Now it’s just me and yesterday.
Eating over the sink, hunger misplaced,
Feeding regrets I can’t erase.

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Eating Over The Sink   HC & EHB

When You fool yourself ...you fool a fool...
Pretend by Edwin H. Balder
Setting up the flowers, tying ribbons tight,
Another bridal shower, another perfect night.
Holding hands, raising toasts,
Celebrating love like it’s easy to hold.
Another dress, another ring,
Another vow, another spring.
Another moment standing tall,
Watching someone have it all.
Smiling wide, hiding deep,
Wondering when it’s meant for me.
Will this end, will this start,
Will someone finally take my heart?
Will love be real, will time be kind,
Or am I just waiting in someone else’s line?
I don’t need gold, I don’t need grand,
Just someone who’s more than pretend.
Another cake, another prayer,
Another wish tossed in the air.
Another “you’ll be next,” they say,
Another tear I brush away.
I’ve danced alone, I’ve walked so far,
But I still stand beneath these stars.
Will this end, will this start,
Will someone finally take my heart?
Will love be real, will time be kind,
Or am I just waiting in someone else’s line?
I don’t need gold, I don’t need grand,
Just someone who’s more than pretend.
Then I see him, standing there,
Eyes too soft, voice too rare.
Never noticed, never knew,
Till tonight, till he looked too true.
Maybe fate runs slow,
Maybe love don’t always show.
Maybe it waits, maybe it hides,
Maybe it’s standing by my side.
Maybe this ends, maybe this begins,
Maybe I found more than pretend.
Will this end, will this start,
Will someone finally take my heart?
Will love be real, will time be kind,
Or am I just waiting in someone else’s line?
I don’t need gold, I don’t need grand,
Just someone who’s more than pretend.
Maybe this ends, maybe this begins,
Maybe I found more than pretend.
pretend.(pretend.)

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Pretend by HC & EHB

Dorm year to diploma..every penny!
Sending Off My Wishes   by Edwin H. Balder
Stacked-up forms, ink runs deep,
Every word, every dream I keep.
First in line, first to try,
First to chase the open sky.
Worked the summers, worked the nights,
Saved up every dollar tight.
Mom and Dad, hands worn thin,
Never missed a deposit in.
Every shift, every grade,
Built the road that now gets paved.
Sending off my wishes, signing on the line,
Hoping they see the work behind the climb.
First to go, first to fly,
But leaving home still makes me cry.
Sending off my wishes, chasing something new,
Scholarship dreams, letters sealed,
Waiting for the fate revealed.
Every test, every late-night grind,
Every moment proving time.
Now the answer’s in my hand,
Now the future makes its stand.
Sending off my wishes, signing on the line,
Hoping they see the work behind the climb.
First to go, first to fly,
But leaving home still makes me cry.
Sending off my wishes, chasing something new,
But the hardest part is leaving you.
[Bridge]
Some roads lead, some roads turn,
Some just teach the way we learn.
Some hearts break, some hearts mend,
Some just wait till time begins.
Now I pack, now I stand,
Suitcase full of where I’ve been.
Mom holds tight, Dad stays strong,
But I see the tears they won’t let on.
First to go, first to fly,
But leaving home still makes me cry.
Sending off my wishes, signing on the line,
Hoping they see the work behind the climb.
First to go, first to fly,
But leaving home still makes me cry.
Sending off my wishes, chasing something new,
But the hardest part is leaving you.
Stacked-up forms, ink runs deep,
Every word, every dream I keep
Sending off my wishes, chasing something new,
But the hardest part is leaving you.
hardest part ....leaving you.(leaving you) leaving you...

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Sending Off My Wishes by HC & EHB

Maybe write a book....
Ringo & Fur Trapper Jake by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Boots on dust, sky burns bright
Two men stand, one won’t see night
Crowd steps back, wind don’t breathe
One gonna fall, one gonna leave
Ringo rides in, coat hung low
Gun at his hip, got nowhere to go
Ain’t no saint, ain’t no man to trust
But Fur Trapper Jake?—he’s worse than dust
Jake sold whiskey spoiled and dark
Ran his mouth, left a scar
Touched the wrong hands, stole the wrong pride
Now he stands, shaking, too drunk to hide
High noon rings, silence speaks
One man draws, one man sleeps
Crowd won’t cry, ground won’t shake
Ain’t no mourning for Fur Trapper Jake
Jake spit curses, stumbled back
Gun in his grip, but the aim was slack
Ringo stood, waiting still
One blink, one shot—one man killed
Smoke rose slow, sky held gray
Jake dropped hard, but no one prayed
Blood met dirt, but none stepped near
Just watched him fade, watched him disappear
High noon rings, silence speaks
One man draws, one man sleeps
Crowd won’t cry, ground won’t shake
Ain’t no mourning for Fur Trapper Jake
No marker laid, no words were read
Just dust and sky where the drunk fell dead
Some men ride, some men run
Some don’t know when their end has come
Ringo turned, let the dust reclaim
Ain’t no saint, ain’t got no name
But justice don’t ask what’s right or wrong
Just who stays breathing when the fight is gone
High noon rings, silence speaks
One man draws, one man sleeps
Crowd won’t cry, ground won’t shake
Ain’t no mourning for Fur Trapper Jake]
Night fell slow, stars rolled in
Jake laid still where the dust had been
No grave was made, no light was shown
And ..nobody... cared,.... like .....he’d...... never ....been.......known....

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Ringo & Fur Trapper Jake by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

make your music from you first...
Raised on Radio by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Didn’t grow up chasing cowboy dreams
Didn’t learn my songs from dusty strings
Didn’t hear my name in old-time rhymes
Didn’t follow footsteps lost in time
Wasn’t Reba, wasn’t Dolly
Wasn’t Hank or Loretta calling
Didn’t find my fire in country gold
Found it where the speakers rolled
I was raised on radio, dancing in the barn
Singing every word like it was written in my heart
Didn’t need a six-string, didn’t need a twang
Just a beat that hit and a voice that sang
I was raised on radio, lights against the sky
Found my rhythm where the bass hit right
Didn’t need a cowboy, didn’t need a sign
Just a song that said this life was mine
Played "I Wanna Dance With Somebody" loud
Screamed "Mr. Brightside" in the crowd
Spun to "Uptown Funk" till the floor gave way
Lived for "Party In The U.S.A."
Didn’t need a front porch, didn’t need a field
Didn’t need a heartbreak song to heal
Took my dreams where the city glowed
Where the rhythm ran and the stories flowed
Raised on a farm, growing life from the ground
Everyone figured I lived in that country sound
But working in the barn, walking dirt roads at dawn
I was jamming in my head to far different songs
Didn’t grow up chasing cowboy dreams
Didn’t learn my songs from dusty strings
Didn’t hear my name in old-time rhymes
Didn’t follow footsteps lost in time
Wasn’t Reba, wasn’t Dolly
Wasn’t Hank or Loretta calling
Didn’t find my fire in country gold
Found it where the speakers rolled
I was raised on radio, dancing in the barn
Singing every word like it was written in my heart
Didn’t need a six-string, didn’t need a twang
Just a beat that hit and a voice that sang
I was raised on radio, lights against the sky
Found my rhythm where the bass hit right
Didn’t need a cowboy, didn’t need a sign
Just a song that said this life was mine


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Raised on Radio by H.C. & E. H. B.

Not a day goes by.....
Still Writing Us   by songwiter Edwin H. Balder
I keep staring at the page
Chords keep slipping, words escape
Every line ain't quite right
Every rhyme don’t shine tonight
I could say you’re the sunrise
I could write that you’re the stars
But none of it feels honest
None of it feels ours
I could promise forever
I could write how hearts don’t break
But the truth is, love’s not perfect
And neither are the songs I make
Still writing you, still searching through
Every melody, every tune
Every chorus falls too short
Every lyric ain't enough
But if love was just a song
I’d never stop writing us
I could try a grand confession
I could make the words feel bold
But love ain't in the verses
It's in the moments left untold
Like the way you sip your coffee
Like the way you hum along
It ain't written in the letters
It's just living in the song
Still writing you, still searching through
Every melody, every tune
Every chorus falls too short
Every lyric ain't enough
But if love was just a song
I’d never stop writing us
I ain't got the perfect line
Ain't got the words to say it right
But when I sing, I hope you hear
That every word I write is near
So maybe I won’t finish
Maybe love ain’t meant to rhyme
Maybe songs just keep on breathing
Like the way you stay in mine

Still writing you, still searching through
Every melody, every tune
Every chorus falls too short
Every lyric ain't enough
But if love was just a song
I’d never stop writing us

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Still Writing Us   by songwiter Edwin H. Balder

Soundtrack to a life I never go to...
First Redeo by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Ain’t my first rodeo ain’t my first fall 

Ain’t my first time bettin on nothin at all 

The creek ain’t risin but Lord knows I will 

Been bustin my boots and punchin the till 

Ain’t got a pot but I got some beans 

Ain’t got a crown but I live like a king 

Spilt the milk broke the gate 

But hell I guess that’s just my fate 

Well the barn doors open the horses are gone 

The road is dusty but I roll on 

Ain’t no fence gonna hold my way 

I’m knee high in mud but I like it that way 

Ain’t got much but I got my say 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay I’ll be okay 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

 

Ain’t all hat ain’t all show 

Ain’t got a lick of quit no sir no 

Make hay while the sun still shines 

Bet your boots I’ll be just fine 

Spilled my whiskey lost my pride 

Got bucked off but I still ride 

Ain’t crying over nothing small 

Big dogs run but they still fall 

 

Well the barn doors open the horses are gone 

The road is dusty but I roll on 

Ain’t no fence gonna hold my way 

I’m knee high in mud but I like it that way 

Ain’t got much but I got my say 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay I’ll be okay 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

 

Well the barn doors open the horses are gone 

The road is dusty but I roll on 

Ain’t my first rodeo ain't my last round 

Bet your boots I ain’t backing down 

Ain’t got much but I got my say 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay 

I’ll be okay I’ll be okay 

Ain’t my first rodeo I’ll be okay 

I’ll .....be..... okay 

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First Redeo by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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

Raised on Radio by H.C. & E. H. B.

Edwin Balder