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Lyrics
[Verse]
The saddle creaks, the bridle sings,
We trot along where the river springs,
The morning sun, it tips its hat,
The world feels wide, imagine that.
A rabbit hops, a hawk takes flight,
The trail is gold in the morning light,
The trees bow low, they know my name,
Every step's a part of the game.
[Chorus]
Riding my horse, down the trail I go,
Where the waters shimmer and the breezes blow.
Casting my dreams in a rippling stream,
Life feels as sweet as a fishing dream.
[Verse 2]
The willows wave, the maples hum,
The rhythm of nature's a steady drum,
A squirrel scolds from a crooked limb,
And I laugh as the world begins to brim.
The brook it babbles, the grass sways near,
Each sound a melody, sweet and clear.
A kingfisher dives, oh what a show,
Every mile a gift, every step I know.
[Chorus]
Riding my horse, down the trail I go,
Where the waters shimmer and the breezes blow.
Casting my dreams in a rippling stream,
Life feels as sweet as a fishing dream.
Details
GeneratedOct 24, 2025
Duration2:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
bright horns, jazz, beautiful, swinging rhythm, upbeat jazz, walking bassline, light piano
Credits
Prompt by
WaveyPhaser636
WaveyPhaser636ModelAria v4
Prompt
A upbeat jazz song about riding my horse down the trail to find a good fishing spot and looking at all the beautiful nature that passes
