For the first time, country music takes center stage in a spectacular new musical. Featuring the most captivating country music score ever produced, "Farm to Fame" is poised to become a legendary staple in the world of music. Each track immerses you in the heartwarming and rugged beauty of country life, both on the farm and on the music stage.

From heartfelt ballads to toe-tapping anthems, the soundtrack of "Farm to Fame" captures the essence of the glory and pain experienced on the journey to becoming a country star. The songs will linger in your heart, creating memories and melodies that last a lifetime.

As we prepare to bring this extraordinary production to life, we are thrilled to welcome your casting suggestions. For now, we proudly present the music of "Farm to Fame" for all to enjoy. Join us in celebrating this vibrant ode to country living and musical dreams.

FARM TO FAME The COUNTRY MUSICAL Soundtrack by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

For Every Ranch that has a guitar....

Country Star Disguise By Edwin H. Balder

(intro)Pencil, paper 6 strings, writings country songs 
Working on the farm and hoping to be gone
Dreams of Nashville one day
Daydreaming folks hear me play
Still believing my songs find way
Next up at the the Bluebird café

(chours)Sun comes up 2 hours after I rise
yet I am still working under starlit skies
My songs tells my story
of telling myself lies
bout singing on a stage
my country star disguise
bout singing on a stage
my country star disguise

(verse 1 )An honorable life working the the land
but I long for applause from the grandstand
Dreams of closing the barn door
Daydreaming of going on tour
Still Believing I'm so much more
Next up performer at the Music Store

(chours) Sun comes up 2 hours after I rise
yet I am still working under starlit skies
My songs tells my story
of telling myself lies
bout singing on a stage
my country star disguise
bout singing on a stage
my country star disguise

(Verse 2) Today Millie's calves will finally be born
Tomorrow they say there's gonna be a storm
Dreams about the clouds coming in
Daydreaming they wash away who I've been
Still believing with chances so thin
Next up for sure my music will win


(chours)Sun comes up 2 hours after I rise
yet I am still working under starlit skies
my songs tells my story
of telling myself lies
bout singing on a stage
my country star disguise
bout singing on a stage
my country star disguise

(Outro) So rare two calves born ...the Lord to thank
One named Dolly and one named Hank

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Country Star Disguise By Edwin H. Balder

Trust is a short ledge... be on your toes...

Who Do You Trust By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

A single note hangs in the air like a question mark like dare who do you trust?
When shadows fall in the world's amazing hearts hide all in the neon glow of city streets strangers pass their secrets discreet eyes like fixed ice roll in fake's new plan who do you trust?When fate reaches out its hand?Behind closed doors the lines that shift promises whispered loyalty quiz at the mirror's reflection you want to believe or the echo of footsteps with shadows up its sleeve?Who do you trust when the stars align?When the moon waves tales and shadows intertwined is it the warmth of a hand the weight of a fear?Or the silence that echoes when wicked  is near... in the quiet of dawn secrets unfold maps drawn on skin stories untold friends become strangers and strangers friends who do you trust when the road ends ...the bartenders smile the fortune teller's eyes they offer solace but truth wears a disguise is it the old oak tree or the wind's soft silk song?Who do you trust when one fears everything is wrong... behind the lines of a handwritten note where ink bleeds through the memories float we navigate currents our compass often unsure who do you trust when there's a knock at the door... the bridge creeps underfoot a fragile span blumis architecture both flawed and grand is it the echo of laughter or the tear streaked rain?Who do you trust when you hurl up love's refrain who do you trust when you hurl up love's refrain ?But who do you trust when the stars align?When the moon leaves tales and shadows intertwine, is it the warmth of a hand awake for fear or the silence that the crossroads hands clenched in a fist?Who do you trust when the night turns cold?Trust in yourself..........the truist story told...

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

Who Do You Trust By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

From farm to studio is often the way

Goodbye To Yesterday By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

In a small town, under a faded sun, she walks the worn-out streets alone,
Her memories like old photographs, a past she can’t disown.

The jukebox hums old melodies, tales of love and loss,
As she sips her whiskey neat,  remembering what desire costs.

Nostalgia’s grip won’t let her go, it’s etched in every line,
A love once fierce, now echoes soft, like a distant church bell's chime.

She wears her heartache like a badge, stitched into her denim sleeve,
And the jukebox spins those old tunes, reminding her to believe.


 Her hands calloused from honest work, tending her humble farm,
The soil knows her secrets—the dreams she’s kept warm.

But love slipped through her fingers, like grains of desert sand,
And pride, like stubborn weeds, took root in this unforgiving land.

 Nostalgia’s grip won’t let her go, it’s etched in every line,
A love once fierce, now echoes soft, like a distant church bell’s chime.

She wears her heartache like a badge, stitched into her denim sleeve,
And the jukebox spins those old tunes, reminding her to believe.

 One night, beneath a star-strewn sky, she met a stranger’s eyes.
His voice, like honey, promises sweet
temptation in disguise.
But loneliness had taught her caution; she danced but didn’t fall,
For doubt  was her compass, guiding her past any romance call

 Now the city lights beckon, skyscrapers scrape the heavens above,
She leaves behind the fields and fences, chasing dreams of love.

In crowded bars, she sings her truth, a voice both raw and true,
And the neon signs reflect her soul— the hope, she never knew

 Nostalgia’s grip won’t let her go, it’s etched in every line,
A love once fierce, now echoes soft, like a distant church bell’s chime.
She wears her heartache like a badge, stitched into her denim sleeve,
And the jukebox spins those old tunes, reminding her to believe.

she sold the farm to buy a dream
to speak her truth and play
goodby to tending sorrow
goodbye to yesterday

she sold the farm to buy a dream
to speak her truth and play
goodby to tending sorrow
goodbye to yesterday
goodbye to yesterday


Link to best of my country crossover 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

Goodbye To Yesterday By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Heard 'em up now...

Part of the FARM TO FAME COUNTRY MUSICAL soundtrack by Edwin H. Balder featured here:
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/farmtofame/s-1a3nJHSCykk?si=071468dedf224cf8a9c463fc326079da&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Steak On A Plate by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Out on the range, where the cattle roam free, Under the wide, open sky, living our life free, With the sun beating down, and dust in our face, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate.


We ride through the night, and we work through the day, With sweat on our brows, and the cattle at bay. From the fields to the table, it's a long, winding way, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate around here, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate.


Through the storms and the rain, and the cold winter's chill, We keep pushing on, with a heart and a will. With the herd by our side, and the stars as our guide, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate.

We ride through the night, and we work through the day, With sweat on our brows, and the cattle at bay. From the fields to the table, it's a long, winding way, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate around here, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate.


It's the life that we choose, and the path that we take, With pride in our hearts, and the risks that we stake. For the love of the land, work early work late, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate.


We ride through the night, and we work through the day, With sweat on our brows, and the cattle at bay. From the fields to the table, it's a long, winding way, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate around here, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate.


So here's to the cowboys, and the life that we lead, With the strength in our hands, and the mouths that we feed. For the work that we do, and the dreams that we chase, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate around here, We know what it takes to put a steak on a plate

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

Steak On A Plate by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

The opening number to country musical "Farm To Fame" Soundtrack Album out now here: 
https://soundcloud.com/edwin-balder/sets/farmtofame/s-1a3nJHSCykk?si=071468dedf224cf8a9c463fc326079da&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Farm To Fame   by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Every farm has a family, with stories to tell, In the heart of the country, where hopes often dwell. From fields of gold to skies so blue, A guitar’s strum can make dreams come true.

She bought her land , worked it with pride, Till a burning dream called from inside. Packed her bags, left the farm behind, Headed to the city, her dreams to find.
Dreamers on a journey, hearts full of fire, Chasing down the music, fueled by desire. From the fields to the stage, they’ll find their way, In the tale of Farm to Fame, ..and back again (and back again)
He worked the fields with his dad’s guiding hand, But the farm was lost to the bank’s demand. With a heavy heart and a song in his soul, He set out for the city, to make himself whole.
Dreamers on a journey, hearts full of fire, Chasing down the music, fueled by desire. From the fields to the stage, they’ll find their way, In the tale of Farm to Fame, ..and back again (and back again)
Love and loss, rejection and pain, Through the storms and sunshine, they’ll rise again. In the lights of the city, through the highs and lows, Their songs united, as their legend grows.
on the road two paths that collide, In a whirlwind of music, where dreams reside. From the heartland they came, to the stars they’ll aim, In the story of Farm to Fame...and back again (and back again)
Dreamers on a journey, hearts full of fire, Chasing down the music, fueled by desire. From the fields to the stage, they’ll find their way, In the tale of Farm to Fame, ..and back again (and back again)
So listen to the story, of love and hope so grand, Dreamers who dared to take a stand. From the farm to the fame and back again,sweet dreams they’ll claim, In the heartwarming tale of Farm to Fame...and back again
In the heartwarming tale of Farm to Fame...and back again ( and back again)

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

Farm To Fame   by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Merry Christmas To You!

Cowboy Christmas Eve by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Underneath the starry skies, on this silent night, A cowboy rides the open plains, bathed in silver light. With a lonesome heart, he wanders through the whispering pines, Dreaming of a Christmas Eve, where love and hope entwine.

 Just a cowboy Christmas, out here on my own, With the cattle and the heavens, I ain't really alone. Though I wish for someone to hold me tight, I got the memories and the stars so bright. Just a Cowboy Christmas eve tonight (Cowboy Christmas eve tonight)
 The fire crackles softly, casting shadows on the ground, As I sit by the campfire, a peaceful silence found. I think about the loved ones, miles and years away, And wonder if they’re dreaming of a cowboy's holiday.

Just a cowboy Christmas, out here on my own, With the cattle and the heavens, I ain't really alone. Though I wish for someone to hold me tight, I got the memories and the stars so bright. Just a Cowboy Christmas eve tonight (Cowboy Christmas eve tonight)

The fire crackles softly, casting shadows on the ground, As I sit by the campfire, a peaceful silence found. I think about the loved ones, miles and years away, And wonder if they’re dreaming of a cowboy's holiday.

 Just a cowboy Christmas, out here on my own, With the cattle and the heavens, I ain't really alone. Though I wish for someone to hold me tight, I got the memories and the stars so bright. Just a Cowboy Christmas eve tonight (Cowboy Christmas eve tonight)
 Snowflakes gently falling, decorating all I see, A reminder of the simple joys this night can always be. I whisper to the twilight, hoping they can hear, That though I’m far away tonight, my heart is always near.

 As the night grows colder, and the winds begin to moan, I hum a Christmas melody, feeling not so alone. For I carry with me always, the love from long ago, In the spirit of this season, I let that feeling show.

 Just a cowboy Christmas, out here on my own, With the cattle and the heavens, I ain't really alone. Though I wish for someone to hold me tight, I got the memories and the stars so bright. Just a cowboy Christmas eve, before  Christmas Day..............Just a cowboy Christmas eve, before  Christmas Day.

 So here’s to every cowboy, under the starlit sky, May you find your peace and joy as this holy night goes by. For even in the silence, love can find its way, Just a cowboy Christmas eve, before  Christmas Day..............Just a cowboy Christmas eve, before  Christmas Day.

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

Cowboy Christmas Eve by songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Koman Bwe En Emman By(Lii-Daughter DAISY DEBRUM)

Namdrik Collection 2017 

BOLBOL TOK JEN MAD

Anij Jiban

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

Who Do You Trust By Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

Edwin Balder

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