I took two shots, got no ducks and cold, cold hands
Last night while I was out drinkin'
Tryin' to have a good time
The lady with whom I was speakin'
Thought I was feedin' her some old line
When I spoke of a cold winters mornin'
A duck blind and a river of grey
The sound of the snow softly fallin'
When I thought I heard somebody say
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
I could tell by the gaze of my comrades, I was the one who had spoke
Their eyes held a message of patience
The thrill of the hunt and of hope
But when I spoke again, how they listened
For the wisdom of what I might say
If the Good Lord had meant us to shoot one, my friends
He'd surely send more ducks our way
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
Well the lady with whom I was speakin'
She laughed lightly she wandered away
My heart like the snow in my story
Fell silent- I'd hoped she would stay
It's so nice to talk to somebody
To find someone who's willing to share
I know that this life is worth living, yes it is
But sometimes it just isn't fair
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands
I took two shots, got no ducks, and cold, cold hands