Boat Days and Whiskey Waves

(mmm) Brody threw his line out in the deep

blue bend

Maverick cracked a cold one,

talking to

his friend

They sat beneath the canopy of longleaf pines

With shadows on the water and the fishing lines

Oh, we didn't know the words back then (no we didn't) But

we learned to hum them back again

And we made this sound out of nothing at all

A beautiful rise

before the fall

Our voices carry, our spirits rise Created music

under open skies (singing oh-oh-oh) They talked about the hunting season in

the fall

Trading stories of the ones they missed and all

With a couple of cans floating in the cooler box

Floating down the river by the mossy rocks

It’s alive in the air we breathe (it's alive) In the magic

we choose to believe

And

we made this sound out of nothing at all

A beautiful rise

before the fall

Our voices carry, our spirits rise

Created music

under open skies

(under open skies, oh-oh)

Created music... Just you

and I... (hummmmm)