Morning with my Flock

Woke up at dawn, sun's just peekin' through the trees, Grab my boots and my hat, feel that cool morning breeze. Headin' to the barn, I hear that familiar cluck, My heart feels at home with my chickens and my ducks. Feeding my chickens and ducks, it’s a simple kind of love, Out in the country where the sky's as wide as above. With the sunrise in my eyes, and the earth beneath my feet, Feeding my chickens and ducks, life's never been so sweet. Rooster's crowin', hens are scratchin' in the dirt, Ducks are quackin' by the pond, they make my heart burst. Throwin' out the grain, watchin' them all gather 'round, In this little piece of heaven, it's where my peace is found. Feeding my chickens and ducks, it’s a simple kind of love, Out in the country where the sky's as wide as above. With the sunrise in my eyes, and the earth beneath my feet, Feeding my chickens and ducks, life's never been so sweet. There's somethin' 'bout the quiet, in the early mornin' light, Just me and my feathered friends, everything feels right. No need for fancy livin', no need for city lights, In this barnyard rhythm, I find my soul's delight. Feeding my chickens and ducks, it’s a simple kind of love, Out in the country where the sky's as wide as above. With the sunrise in my eyes, and the earth beneath my feet, Feeding my chickens and ducks, life's never been so sweet. So if you're lookin' for me, at the break of the day, I'll be out with my flock, watchin' the world awake. Feeding my chickens and ducks, it's where I belong, In this country life of mine, I'm singin' my song.