Golf, They Say

Willie took him out last year And showed him one to nine We ain't give you lessons here But brother, you'll be fine Drive it till the turkey bites And set 'em up again Golf, they say, is a beautiful way To get to know your friends He played a few with Mr. Jack Georgie Mac and assorted flicks I could tell when he came back He'd been stoning on the links That old leopard ain't gonna change He likes his smoker's blend Golf, they say, is a beautiful way To get to know your friends The old rollercoaster blew down in the big wind The old rollercoaster blew down in the big wind And the boys on the poster got old A time comes round to every soul When all rolls into one Man or woman looks back cold And weighs the work that's done How it seems to the seeing eye Well, man, that all depends On circumstances you and I May never comprehend To speculate is folly And judgement just offends Savour every moment, fool So soon the pageant ends Golf, they say, is a beautiful way To get to know your friends Golf, they say, is a beautiful way To get to know your friends