Daybreak in the marsh

Daybreak in the Marsh”

Verse 1
Alarm clock ringing ‘bout a quarter to four
Coffee in a thermos, boots by the door
Headlights cutting through that old dirt road
Shotgun riding where the decoys go
Breath in the cold, stars hanging high
Moon on the water like a silver sky
We whisper low in a cypress stand
Waiting on wings over flooded land

Chorus
When the daybreak hits that southern sky
And the first flock whistles flying high
Hearts start pounding, calls start blowing
Ripples on the water slowly growing
Steel and wood and a prayer in hand
Echoes rolling through the timberland
There ain’t nothing like that sunrise view
Duck hunting with a good dog and a crew

Verse 2
Mallard call singing through the trees
North wind drifting through the reeds
Dog’s eyes locked on the open lane
Tail thumping soft in the early rain
Here they come dropping through the light
Greenheads turning just right
“Take ‘em boys!” and the shotguns roar
Feathers floating on the marsh floor

Chorus
When the daybreak hits that southern sky
And the first flock whistles flying high
Hearts start pounding, calls start blowing
Ripples on the water slowly growing
Steel and wood and a prayer in hand
Echoes rolling through the timberland
There ain’t nothing like that sunrise view
Duck hunting with a good dog and a crew

Bridge
By mid-morning the sky turns blue
Stories flying like the birds we knew
Mud on our boots, smoke in the air
Laughing ‘bout the ones that got away out there

Final Chorus
When the daybreak hits that southern sky
And the last flock’s fading in goodbye
Thermos empty, decoys packed away
But we’re already dreaming of another day
Cause the marsh and the wind and the morning dew
Call a hunter’s heart like they always do
Yeah life feels right and the world feels true
Duck hunting with a good dog and a crew

Country, male