Prompt / Lyrics
[intro] [Verse 1] Started out barefoot on a riverbank Hand‑me‑down rod and an old tin coffee cup. Sunburned nose Worms on my hands daddy laughing Saying “this kind of life turns you into a man” blood on my knuckles from fighting the boys next door Mama yelling “boys you better quit that now or else you’re grounded all holidays. if she only knew how much I loved throwing my hands around [Chorus] It was fishin’ at dawn Swimmin’ by noon I had a busted lip brushed up eyes all with a story to tell I never hooked many fish but I loved every minute that this life Wouldn’t take back a scar Not a single hit From a wild little boy to the man I’ am I’d do it all again Every round Every run [Verse 2] High school days were the best days of my life Chasin’ that bell Chasin’ that fight Black eye Split brow Grin full of pride Shaking hands after we’d gone toe‑to‑toe Weekend mornings Same old creek golden perch and a cold drink Arguin’ over who caught the best Turnin’ every cast into a contest [Chorus] Yeah Fishin’ at dawn Swimmin by noon Blood on my lip Scales ion bank Every bruise and busted lip Every hook and tightened fist I loved every minute that this life ever did Wouldn’t take back a scar Not a single hit From a wild little boy to the man I’ve become I’d do it all again Every round Every run [Bridge] Some men pray for a smoother road I thank God for the rocks I rode (oh yeah) ’Cause every hard fight Every hard‑won day Put a little more steel in the words I say [Chorus] So here’s to fishin’ at dawn Swingin’ by noon Mud on my boots That same old tune Every bruise and busted lip Every hook and tightened fist I loved every minute that this life ever did Wouldn’t trade one second of this rough‑cut script From a wild little boy to the man standin’ here I’d do it all again Year after year [outro]
Tags
A familiar sounding country rock song with awesome music and rhythm. Awesome guitar solo Male vocals
Duration
4:01
Instrumental
No
Created
2/5/2026