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Lyrics
[Verse]
Down in the bayou where the cypress trees grow,
Where the old folks tell stories 'bout long ago,
Grabbin' my gear and my old-fashioned spear,
Sunrise breaks, my troubles disappear.
[Verse 2]
The boat cuts the water, ripples spread wide,
With a cooler of beers and my best dog Clyde,
Eyes on the surface, with a steely-eyed glare,
Underneath the waves, ain't no fish unaware.
[Chorus]
I'm spearfishin' in the south, down where life slows down,
Catchin' my dinner, no need for the town,
With a heart full of rhythm and the river’s sweet sound,
Livin' my life where the big fish are found.
[Verse 3]
Spotting a shadow, quick as a dart,
With a steady hand and a beatin' heart,
Thrust of my spear, it's a dance in the deep,
Bringing up my catch, from the riverbed steep.
[Verse 4]
Back on the shore, where the firewood's stacked,
Fryin' up fish, while the sky turns black,
Stars start to shimmer, moon takes her place,
I reckon this is heaven, in my own space.
[Chorus]
I'm spearfishin' in the south, down where life slows down,
Catchin' my dinner, no need for the town,
With a heart full of rhythm and the river’s sweet sound,
Livin' my life where the big fish are found.
Details
GeneratedJun 9, 2024
Duration2:40
Style
country acoustic melodic
Credits
Prompt byStephen
ModelAria v3.5
Prompt
A country song about spearfishing in the south sung by male lead vocals
