INSTRAMENTAL TRACK - The music is based upon reflecting on a hard and pain full life, asking the question "Will i Smile When I'm Old"?

WILL I SMILE WHEN IM OLD

Country Grace    by Edwin H. Balder
I was born where the wind don’t ask permission,
Where prayers rise with dust off the fields.
Where Grandpa swore by John Deere green,
And Mama’s faith stood firm as steel.
Daddy kept a Dale Earnhardt cap on the dash,
Said “Life ain’t won by easing back.”
Billy the Kid was more than a name,
He was proof ..that fire don’t fade with age.
Sundays meant Tammy Faye tears,
Wednesdays meant a few mid-week beers.
Andy Griffith played in black-and-white,
And I swore Mayberry felt just right.
Raised on grit, raised on grace,
Built my life on hand-me-down faith.
Held tight to what don’t shake,
This heart beats in countries embrace.
No bright lights, no fast talk,
Just a voice that won’t get lost.
Raised on faiith ... my down home place,
Never walking away from ..this ..country... grace...
Wild Bill Hickok rode through my dreams,
Quick on the draw, tough as he seemed.
John Wayne stared down the storm,
Taught me strength ain’t always worn.
Mama swore by Dr. Pepper and prayer,
Said "One keeps you moving, one keeps you there."
I never needed gold or fame,
Just country radio ...knew every name ....
Raised on grit, raised on grace,
Built my life on hand-me-down faith.
Held tight to what don’t shake,
This heart beats in countries embrace.
No bright lights, no fast talk,
Just a voice that won’t get lost.
Raised on faiith ... my down home place,
Never walking away from ..this ..country... grace...
Some folks trade land for silver skies,
Swap dirt roads for city ties.
But legends never ride that way,
They stand firm, they find their place.
I may roam, I may chase,
But country never ..leaves ...my........ veins....
Now I stand in flashing lights,
Singing truth, standing right.
No rhinestones, no sweet lies,
Just a story that never dies.
God’s country still calls me home,
Still runs deep inside my bones.
Raised on grit, raised on grace,
Built my life on hand-me-down faith.
Held tight to what don’t shake,
This heart beats in countries embrace.
No bright lights, no fast talk,
Just a voice that won’t get lost.
Raised on faiith ... my down home place,
Never walking away from ..this ..country... grace...
I was born where the wind don’t ask permission,
and prayers rise with dust off the fields......
pardon me now..... while I dig in my boot heels
Raised on faiith ... my down home place,
Never walking away from ..this ..country... grace...
 ..this ..country... grace...

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Songwriter Edwin H. Balder

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Country Grace by Hot Cookie

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Reggeaton oscuro y sensual que mezcla deseos, celos, y confesion.

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OH SO CRAZY 2 (prod. SOGIMURA)

Esta es mi versión dominicana del trap "Killa" de Bryant Myers. Le di un giro oscuro, callejero y real, con un intro especial usando la voz de Arcángel en efecto telefónico, dándole ese toque único que representa la calle y la nueva escuela.

Este tema no es oficial, es una interpretación artística sin fines de lucro, hecha con respeto a los pilares del trap latino.

Trap dominicano con esencia boricua, directo desde el underground.
Apoya, comenta y comparte si sientes el fuego.

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lonely rd ~ killa {dominican remix}

Keep An Eye Out   by Edwin H. Balder
Paws in dirt tail held high
Running fast chasing sky
Never thought I’d lose that sight
But some things fade some things hide
Every sunrise every run
Every chase until day was done
Lay beside me breathed so low
Watched the seasons come and go
Knew the time would have its say
Knew some years would slip away
But never thought not yesterday
That I’d look and you’d be gone
Always keep an eye out
Never trust the roads too much
Always keep an eye out
Even love don’t hold enough
Some may say that dogs come home
But some don’t know the fear I own
Always keep an eye out
Cause missing’s just too high a cost
For you might not find what you lost what you lost
Posters hanging hands turned white
Yelling names in quiet nights
Sat outside porch light burned
Prayed to hear a step return
Tracked the places we once walked
Listened close but heard no talk
And in that wait I swore to learn
Never trust love won’t be lost
Always keep an eye out
Never trust the roads too much
Always keep an eye out
Even love don’t hold enough
Some may say that dogs come home
But some don’t know the fear I own
Always keep an eye out
Cause missing’s just too high a cost
For you might not find what you lost what you lost
Some things fade some things stray
Some don’t have the heart to stay
And if I never saw you run
Would I ever see the sun
Then I heard it soft and slow
Scratching near the farmhouse road
Turned my head breath pulled tight
There you stood in porch light
And I swore through every year
I’d never trust love won’t disappear
So now I run when you run near
And always keep my eye out clear
Always keep an eye out
Never trust the roads too much
Always keep an eye out
Even love don’t hold enough
Some may say that dogs come home
But some don’t know the fear I own
Always keep an eye out
Cause missing’s just too high a cost
For you might not find what you lost what you lost
Paws in dirt tail held high
Running fast chasing sky
Never thought I’d lose that sight
But some things fade some things hide

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Thanks so much to my band: Hot Cookie
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Keep An Eye Out by H.C. & E.H.B.

New Man

I think this is a nice one and hope people enjoy it. Beat shlaps and vocals sit nicely in the mix. It's a good feeling to see some progression and improvement in skills. Not every song is working quite so well but I guess that's the nature of making music. 

yeah i really wanna

I have been remixing songs for over 20 years simply as a way to learn how to use different software. 
Songs like hate me now have been on an old hard drive for well over 20 years.
My remixes were never supposed to be shared or even heard by anyone.

Meet Hot Cookie, the wonder that’s redefining cool with a fresh blend of reflective lyrics and acoustic-driven power. Our sound is the heartbeat of today's music scene, capturing the essence of raw emotion and musical artistry. With every track, we aim to elevate your listening experience, offering melodies that resonate and lyrics that linger. Get ready to be swept away by Hot Cookie, where every note is a testament to our passion and every song a journey!....Social Contact: https://x.com/HotCookieMusic

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ig : silvermaxmusic

Yung Church 🎤 Mississippi rapper bringing neon‑lit vibes & raw emotion. Late‑night city grind meets smooth flow. Peep my new single “Blue Diamonds ”! 🔥

Singer/Songwriter 🎙 Recovery’s loudest voice 🔥
NoBadDays is here to inspire, uplift and remind the world that every day is a chance to rise.

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i dont condone violence
im not a rapper

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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

Bajo el seudónimo Lonely RD, Albert Rosario Mejía entra al ruedo de los exponentes urbanos con el tema “llamando a mi teléfono” como su carta de presentación.

El cantante, oriundo de Santiago asegura llega para evolucionar la música urbana con su estilo, versatilidad y calidad en sus composiciones.

“llamando a mi teléfono”, escrito por Lonely RD producido por Kiomy Dr, es el primer corte promocional.

El intérprete que se define como un artista versátil porque tiene la capacidad de rapear y cantar en cualquier estilo y género musical, no solo se destaca por esto, sino también como compositor.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
new music soon
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