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