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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Thermos steamin’ in the pickup door
Dog’s already dancin’ on the floorboard, bored
Camo on the dash, calls hangin’ low
Sun just yawns and the marsh starts to glow
[Pre-Chorus]
Waders creak, boots hit the mud
Steam on the water, heart in my gut
Feather clouds drift over the reeds
I’m whisperin’, “Boys, this is all that we need”
[Chorus]
We’re duck huntin’ on a Saturday
Laughin’ loud, let the world fade away (hey!)
Mallards droppin’ in like they paid for the show
Quack-talk chatter where the cold wind blows
Good friends, good dog, good coffee in my cup
If this ain’t livin’, then I’ll never get enough
[Verse 2]
Decoys dancin’ in a rippled line
Old Hank on the phone singin’ ‘bout good times
Billy misses one, we all raise some noise
“He just waved, didn’t wanna scare the boys”
[Pre-Chorus]
Feathers flash by that cottonwood tree
Dog hits the water like he’s breakin’ free
Cold on my face, warm in my chest
This muddy little corner is the place I love best
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
Out here I remember what my granddad taught
“Take what you’re given, be grateful for the shot”
[build]
So we stand in that blind, soaked to the skin
And somehow it feels like a church we’re in
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 10, 2026
Duration2:37
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Bright modern country with banjo rolls, brushy snare, and a bouncy train-beat groove. Male vocals lean playful and twangy; gang shouts on the hook. Fiddles answer the vocal lines, slide guitar fills the gaps. Big, stacked harmonies on the chorus for a tailgate-singalong feel.
Credits
Prompt byC3ci1
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I want a duck hunting song with an upbeat country style
