My Muscovy Ducks
My Muscovy Ducks is a storytelling song inspired by the calm, grounded life around a homestead. The track follows a flock of Muscovy ducks as they move through the day – from sunrise by the hickory tree to the quiet moments by the muddy creek.
The lyrics highlight their unique personalities: the drake with his hiss, the hen with her gentle sway, and the way they carry themselves with pride no matter the weather. The song blends acoustic warmth with a Southern atmosphere, celebrating the simple magic of animals that live close to the land.
If you enjoy roots-inspired storytelling, natural imagery, and songs with heart, My Muscovy Ducks is a perfect fit.
[Verse 1]
Sun’s peaking over the hickory tree
The morning air is wild and free
Out by the porch, they’re starting to wake
The finest crew on this side of the lake
They don’t quack loud like the mallard crowd
They just hiss and strut, looking real proud
Tail feathers wagging a rhythmic beat
Moving to the gravel beneath their feet
[Chorus]
Well, the drake’s got a hiss
and the hen’s got a sway
They’re the kings and the queens
of the homestead today
When the hound dog barks,
they don’t run or hide
They just puff their chests
with a whole lot of pride
Through the dust and the pine,
through the storm and the sun
My Muscovy ducks make the good life run
[Verse 2]
Waddling down to the muddy creek
With a gentle eye and a red‑masked cheek
Sipping on water where the shadows lie
Looking like gold under a Southern sky
They’ve got a charm you can’t quite explain
Quiet little souls in the pouring rain
[Chorus]
Well, the drake’s got a hiss
and the hen’s got a sway
They’re the kings and the queens
of the homestead today
When the hound dog barks,
they don’t run or hide
They just puff their chests
with a whole lot of pride
Through the dust and the pine,
through the storm and the sun
My Muscovy ducks make the good life run
[Bridge]
Call ’em silly, call ’em wise
You can see the spirit in those dark‑bead eyes
When I crack a tin of that sweet yellow corn
It’s the best damn feeling since I was born
Eating from my hand, yeah, they know the deal
That’s the only kind of magic that’s real
[Instrumental Break]
[Outro]
Yeah, the drake’s got a hiss
and the hen’s got a sway
(They’re making it better!)
Through the dust and the pine,
through the storm and the sun
My Muscovy ducks make the good life run
(Out here on the land…)
(Just me and my Muscovy flock)