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Lyrics
[Verse]
The bell rang loud, the school doors swung
My little boy, his weekend begun
Jumped in my truck, his smile so wide
Said, "Daddy, let's ride to the riverside."
[Chorus]
"Fishing with you, it's my favorite thing,
Down by the river where the old oaks swing.
Just me and you, the sky so blue,
Daddy, there's nothin' I'd rather do."
[Verse 2]
Pole in hand, he cast his line
Tiny hands wrapped in mine.
The sun sank low, but time stood still,
A Friday evening, a memory to thrill.
[Chorus]
"Fishing with you, it's my favorite thing,
Down by the river where the old oaks swing.
Just me and you, the sky so blue,
Daddy, there's nothin' I'd rather do."
[Bridge]
Now he's a man with a boy of his own,
And I've grown older, more alone.
But the echoes of those days remain,
In every cast, in every refrain.
[Verse 3]
Now they call me Grandpa, and I stand tall,
Teaching the boy to listen to the river's call.
And when my son tells his child the same,
I pray they’ll feel proud to carry our name.
Details
GeneratedApr 7, 2025
Duration3:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, nostalgic, country, acoustic
Credits
Prompt by
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itsQModelAria v4
Prompt
Getting my son from school on a Friday and taking him to go fishing and him saying daddy this is my favorite thing to do with you… Now he’s 25 and I’m a grandpa and he’s grown up.. country
