County Boyz

Paroles

[Verse 1] Morning mist rolls off the creek, a silver trail of fog, I lace my boots, the rifle’s cold, and the scent of wet earth in a log. The old oak stands like a sentinel, its branches like a prayer, I know each rustle, every whisper, is a promise that’s there. [Pre‑Chorus] The county line is a horizon, but it’s the heart that guides me, Footsteps on the gravel, breathing steady, counting the unseen. [Chorus] I’m chasing big bucks and mallard dreams, under the open sky, Where the horizon meets the water’s edge and the day says goodbye. Every heartbeat’s a drum, every breath a silent scream, In the county’s quiet arms, I chase the living dream. [Verse 2] A shadow moves in the brush, a rusted horn in the air, The buck’s eyes, like lanterns, flicker in the thinning glare. I crouch beside a willow, its leaves like a secret song, The world narrows to a beat, to the rhythm where I belong. [Pre‑Chorus] The river runs like silver, a mirror to the sky, Mallards glide in silent waves, a ballet that won’t lie. [Chorus] I’m chasing big bucks and mallard dreams, under the open sky, Where the horizon meets the water’s edge and the day says goodbye. Every heartbeat’s a drum, every breath a silent scream, In the county’s quiet arms, I chase the living dream. [Bridge] When the gunshot cracks the dawn, the forest holds its breath, I feel the weight of moments, of life and its quiet death. But the river keeps on flowing, the mallards still take flight, I honor every creature, every soul in the light. [Chorus] I’m chasing big bucks and mallard dreams, under the open sky, Where the horizon meets the water’s edge and the day says goodbye. Every heartbeat’s a drum, every breath a silent scream, In the county’s quiet arms, I chase the living dream. [Outro] The sun sinks low, the hunt is done, the quiet settles in, I walk back through the county, with a quiet grin.