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[Verse 1]
Back at the marina gate
Same old grin, same worn cap
You hopped on with a cooler
I tossed the ropes and slacked
Boat paint chipped, deck still slick
Sun on the chrome, boots on the line
Been too long, but here we are
Like we never lost the time
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the wake starts talking
And the old jokes come back
Ice cold cans in the bucket
Bare hands on the map
We pointed to the flats
Said, "Let's see what bites"
With the whole day open wide
And your laugh on the ride
[Chorus]
On my boat, on my boat
Gulf wind in the coat
On my boat, on my boat
We came back to the note
Fish on, beers up
Friends like this don't rust
On my boat, on my boat
We're right where we trust
[Verse 2]
First cast out, then the rod bent
You shouted like a kid again
Silver flash in the green water
We all leaned in
One hit, then another
Cooler getting full
Salt on our skin, sun in our eyes
Nothing else we need to prove
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the wake starts talking
And the old jokes come back
Ice cold cans in the bucket
Bare hands on the map
We pointed to the flats
Said, "Let's see what bites"
With the whole day open wide
And your laugh on the ride
[Chorus]
On my boat, on my boat
Gulf wind in the coat
On my boat, on my boat
We came back to the note
Fish on, beers up
Friends like this don't rust
On my boat, on my boat
We're right where we trust
[Bridge]
Years rolled by like tidewater
Jobs, moves, hard miles, long roads
But one good turn through the channel
And the same old crew comes home
Let the shoreline fade out
Let the stories run long
We don't need a reason
Just a deck and a song
[Final Chorus]
On my boat, on my boat
Gulf wind in the coat
On my boat, on my boat
We came back to the note
Fish on, beers up
Friends like this don't rust
On my boat, on my boat
We're right where we trust
[Outro]
Same sun, same crew
New fish, same view
On my boat, on my boat
Yeah, we came back through
Details
GeneratedJun 7, 2026
Duration3:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country EDM with hip-hop bounce and country-pop shine, mid-tempo four-on-the-floor under a swung clap and banjo plucks; verses ride sparse kick, sub, acoustic guitar, and tight rap-sung phrasing, pre-chorus lifts with filtered fiddle and rising stacks, chorus opens into big handclaps, group chants, and a saw-synth hook. Lead vocal is close-mic and conversational with doubled lines, gang vocals on the hook, delay throws on key words, plus gull calls, reel clicks, and a swell into each drop. Bright, wide, and punchy mix with a salty coastal edge., pop, country, edm, hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
Zane_Blackwood
Zane_BlackwoodModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Country edm, hip hop, country pop, A song of reunion about meeting up with friends on my fishing boat in the gulf catching fish and drinking beers
