Where Wildflowers Grow   by Edwin H. Balder
I walked that old dirt road at sundown,
where the fences lean like time standing still.
Dust and memory rose beneath my footsteps,
the front porch waiting, silent on the hill.
Every summer evening, I heard them call me home,
but tonight, it’s just the wind, whispering alone.
They built this life with love and grace,
now only wildflowers take their place.
[acoustic guitar and soft strings instrumental hook]
Where wildflowers grow, where love still lingers,
where younger hearts crossed their fingers.
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
A rocking chair beneath a covered sky,
where fireflies once lit up my dreams.
Her apron smelled like sugar and roses,
his boots left prints by the old oak tree.
Every lesson, every laugh, every tear I came to shed,
are etched between these walls, though they’re long since left.
They built this life with love and grace,
now only wildflowers take their place.
Where wildflowers grow, where love still lingers,
where younger hearts crossed their fingers.
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
The gate still swings, though no one’s waiting,
only heaven’s hands can hold them now.
But every season still brings back their laughter,
on a breeze that wraps me in their vow.
So I step inside the house they left behind,
but find their love in petals soft and kind.
They built this life with love and grace,
now only wildflowers take their place.
Where wildflowers grow, where love still lingers,
where younger hearts crossed their fingers.
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
[acoustic guitar and soft strings instrumental hook]
The voices fade, but the roots still know,
I find them here—where wildflowers grow.
 wildflowers grow... wild........flowers
.............. grow!

Where Wildflowers Grow by Hot Cookie

We are having too much fun with these cover songs! This blues-inspired ballad has been covered by everyone from Sting to Stevie Ray Vaughan. 

Music Production & Photo by Thomas Mierkiewicz @user-297959700 Lemonbrew
Guitar solo by mugwump nazz 
Vocals by Kate Stanton 5/9/2025

Written by Jimi Hendrix 1967
Well, she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running wild
Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams
And her fairy tales
That's all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind
When I'm sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
"It's alright" she says, "It's alright"
Take anything you want from me, take anything
Anything
Fly on, little wing

Little Wing (with Lemonbrew)

Don’t Stop Believin’ is an inspiring pop/rock anthem about holding on to hope and chasing dreams. It tells the story of everyday people searching for meaning and connection. With its powerful chorus and uplifting message, the song encourages perseverance, reminding listeners to stay strong and never give up on themselves.

Don’t Stop Believing

Life Ain’t Easy is a heartfelt song about facing life’s hardships with courage and resilience. It reflects on struggles, setbacks, and the strength needed to keep moving forward. With honest lyrics and a hopeful tone, the song reminds listeners that while life can be tough, perseverance and hope can carry us through.

Life ain’t easy

Now it's time for a little vacation to get some new inspiration. Wishing everyone a lovely summer. Hope to see you all again later. Take care...
THOMAS GT 🫶🙏🎶🏖️

A tribute to the eighties❤️🫶🎶🙋‍♂️🙋‍♂️

Do You Remember is a nostalgic song about looking back on a past love and cherished moments. The lyrics reflect longing, bittersweet memories, and the hope that those feelings were mutual. With a gentle melody and emotional depth, the song captures the ache of remembering what once was and what’s now lost.

Do you remember

Sundress and Trouble by Edwin H. Balder
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Cotton on my skin, summer in my hair
Turn around the corner, catch you standing there
Your jaw hits the ground, I pretend I don't see
But baby I know what you're thinking about me
This heat got me feeling like I own the street
Every step I take makes your heart skip a beat
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
Lipstick on my teeth, attitude on ten
Tell your friends about me, I'll do it again
Wind lifts up my hem, confidence so high
Got that magic something that money can't buy
Temperature rising when I'm in the room
Hearts start racing, flowers start to bloom
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
Bare shoulders gleaming in the afternoon sun
Party's getting started, we're just having fun
Move like water, smooth like wine
Every single moment, this world is mine
Don't you try to tame me, I'm wild and free
Sundress and trouble, that's all I'll ever be
They say I'm dangerous
(Dangerous, dangerous)
They say I'm too much
(Too much, too much)
But when the music plays
I light up like the sun
I light up like the sun
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Solo
Can you feel it in the air tonight?
Can you feel it when I'm by your side?
Summer fever, burning up inside
Nothing's gonna stop this ride
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
Watch me walk by, you can't look away
Sundress and trouble, I'm here to stay
Dancing through the fire, queen of the night
Sundress and trouble, everything's alright
Everything's alright, everything's alright
(Everything's alright, everything's alright)
Sundress and trouble, that's what I bring
Sundress and trouble, hear the angels sing
(Sundress and trouble)
That's what I bring
(Sundress and trouble)
Hear the angels sing

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🌊Sundress and Trouble ♨️ 🍪by Hot Cookie♨️ 🍪

Such Trouble    by Edwin H. Balder
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back
Walking through the crowded room
Feel the stares, assume the worst
But there's something 'bout the way you move
Makes me wonder who's first
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
Reputation follows me around
Like a shadow I can't shake
But your eyes don't make a sound
When you see the risks I take
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
Maybe they're right, maybe they're wrong
Maybe I'm just misunderstood
But the way you sing along
Makes me feel so good
They whisper warnings in your ear
(Stay away, stay away)
But here you are, you're standing here
(You came to play, came to play)
If I'm the fire, you're the match
(Light it up, light it up)
If I'm the storm, you're the catch
(Fill my cup, fill my cup)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're knocking at my door
So let them talk, let them stare
We got something they can't share
When the music starts to play
All their words just fade away
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(I'm trouble, baby)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you keep coming back for more
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Such trouble, yeah)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're right here on my floor
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
But you're never letting go
(Never letting go)
Everyone thinks I'm trouble
(Trouble, trouble)
But you love me so

♨️🍪

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Such Trouble by ♨️ Hot Cookie 🍪

Mama kept the lights on with a prayer and a fuse
Daddy played the numbers, always bound to lose
We learned to dance on hardwood, scuffed and stained
Where the gospel met the bottle, and the truth got strained
Now the porch light flickers like a warning sign
And the mailbox holds more weight than time
When the bills come due, and the grace runs thin
You count your blessings like loose change in a tin
You sing hallelujah... with a hole in your shoe
‘Cause mercy don’t knock—it just walks on through
When the bills come due
Uncle Joe’s guitar still hums in the shed
Strings rusted over, but the songs ain’t dead
He said “Love is credit, pain is cash”
And all bad faith comes back at last
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the bills sound like a choir off-key
try to save your roof ...try to save.. what used.. to be...
[Chorus]
When the bills come due, and the lights go cold
You trade your silver for stories you told
You hum redemption every note is blue
And hope the good Lord’s got a plan for you
When the bills come due
There’s a ledger in heaven, or so they say
Where the debts we carry get washed away
But down here, we settle with sweat and song
And pray the echo don’t take too long
When the bills come due, and the choir’s gone home
You find your rhythm in the ache and the tone
You write your name and pray it's true
sing like the truth finally made it through
When the bills come due
When the bills come due
When the bills come due
When the bills come due, and the choir’s gone home
You find your rhythm in the ache and the tone
You write your name and hope it's true
sing like the truth finally made it through
When the bills come due

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When the Bills Come Due

Best of Me is a rock-driven anthem written with raw emotion and grit. It tells the story of giving your all to someone who took you for granted. With powerful guitar riffs and intense vocals, the song blends anger and vulnerability, capturing the fight to reclaim strength after being broken.

Best of me

Lose Controle is a playful pop song about all the awkward, clumsy things that happen when you’re in love. With a pop beat and funny lyrics, it captures tripping over words, nervous smiles, and silly mistakes, turning them into a charming celebration of love’s messy, unpredictable, and wonderfully human side.

Lose controle

ta ta ta
doo doo doo
sha sha sha
boom boom pow
uhhuh uh uh
why… why… why…

yo yo yo
emm emm em
na na na
la la la
yea yea yea
why… why… why…

ohohohoh
ta ta ta
ts ts ts
lolo-bang-lolo
powpowpow
why… why… why…

scat scat pow
ta ta boom
doo doo ts
yo yo bang
uh uh lolo
You know why… You know why…

doo doo doo
uhhuh uh uh
sha sha sha
yo yo yo
boom boom pow
why… why… why…

la la la
na na na
emm emm em
yea yea yea
ta ta ta
why… why… why…

ts ts ts
lolo-bang-lolo
yo yo yo
uhhuh uh uh
powpowpow
why… why… why…

scat scat pow
ta ta boom
doo doo ts
yo yo bang
uh uh lolo
You know why… You know why…

bap bap bap
zoo zoo zaa
tik tik tak
rum rum rah
kee kee koo
vow vow vuh
nah nah neh
chik chik chow
grr grr gah
fah fah fee
rip rip roo
skrr skrr skaa
whoo whoo wah
why… you know why…
why… you know why…

scat scat pow
ta ta boom
doo doo ts
yo yo bang
uh uh lolo
You know why… You know why…

bap bap bap
zoo zoo zaa
tik tik tak
rum rum rah
kee kee koo
vow vow vuh
nah nah neh
chik chik chow
grr grr gah
fah fah fee
rip rip roo
skrr skrr skaa
whoo whoo wah
why… you know why…
why… you know why…

all rights reserved by Songwriter Edwin H. Balder 

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Why...Why... by Spumoni

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

Why...Why... by Spumoni

Edwin Balder

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