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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Before the kettle starts to sing
I check the waders by the door
A folded map, a thermos tin
And boots that know the muddy shore
The season turns, the marsh wakes slow
With silver lifting off the reeds
I feel that old familiar pull
But take my time with what I see
[Chorus]
I’m headed out where the cattails bend
With a steady hand and a quieter mind
If the morning gives, I’ll bring one home
If it doesn’t, I’ll still be fine
There’s more to learn than aiming true
More to carry than a loaded shell
Out on the water, I meet myself
And listen to what the stillness tells
[Verse 2]
The dog looks back beside the blind
As wings rise dark against the gray
I breathe, I watch, I choose my time
And let the hurried thought fall away
A clean, fair shot, a grateful heart
A promise not to waste the day
The marsh can keep its secrets too
And teach me when to walk away
[Chorus]
I’m headed out where the cattails bend
With a steady hand and a quieter mind
If the morning gives, I’ll bring one home
If it doesn’t, I’ll still be fine
There’s more to learn than aiming true
More to carry than a loaded shell
Out on the water, I meet myself
And listen to what the stillness tells
[Bridge]
My father said the wild belongs
To every footstep passing through
So leave it cleaner than you found
And let respect decide what’s due
[Final Chorus]
I’m headed out where the cattails bend
With a steady hand and a quieter mind
If the morning gives, I’ll bring one home
If it doesn’t, I’ll still be fine
The sun comes up on water and grass
The long way back feels just as well
Out on the water, I meet myself
And listen to what the stillness tells
[Outro]
I fold the map, I cool the gun
And thank the marsh for morning sun
Details
GeneratedAug 31, 2026
Duration5:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Modern country with a relaxed mid-tempo two-step groove, warm acoustic guitar and brushed drums, rounded electric bass, restrained fiddle fills, and subtle pedal steel. Verses should feel conversational and spacious; lift gently into a memorable, hopeful chorus, then settle into a reflective final refrain. Clear intimate male country vocal, natural phrasing, lightly polished Nashville mix with room around the vocal and no excessive effects.
Credits
Prompt byKENO74
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
I've been thinking about Duck hunting season. I feel Excited Calm Relaxed. I want to Shoot ducks. I hope to become more Reflecting . My favorite genre of music is Country .
