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Double Bogey Blues Lyrics

It's early sunday mornin', the sun is coming up
I'm on the tee at 7, I'm here to try my luck
They say this game's a tough one, but I'll give my best shot
Tho' the bunkers look like peaches and the greens like parking lots...
Oh Lord, what am I goin' to do
Help Me keep My head down
Save Me from those Double Bogey Blues..

First I pull out My driver, check My stance and grip
I'm tryin' to remember every single Nicklas tip
Straighten that left elbow, slightly bend your knees
Keep your head behind the ball and look out for those trees

Oh Lord, what club should I choose..
Ya know I'm lost out in the forrest
Save Me from those Double Bogey Blues..
Well I started out with 3 b****, now 2 of them are lost
Got 200 yards of water that I got to get across
If I hear somebody talkin' 'bout a $40 bet
I got 30 in My pocket but I won't let'em see Me sweat

Oh lord, the next Bud's for You
Help Me with this 3 wood
Save Me from those Double Bogey Blues..
Well I'm on the 18th in 7, My knees begin to shake
I'm prayin' I can 1 putt, try to save an 8
It's a $40 nassau, if I sink this I'm a lock
I'll be sittin' in the club house sippin' bourbon on the rocks

Oh Lord, what am I goin' to do
Help Me keep My head down
Save Me from those Double Bogey Blues..

Oh Lord, I can't afford to lose
You know I'll be in church next sunday
Save Me from those Double Bogey Blues..
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