Lyrics

It's early Sunday morning, the sun is coming up I'm on the tee at seven, I'm here to try my luck They say this game's a tough one, but I'll give it my best shot Though the bunkers look like beaches and the greens like parking lots Oh Lord, what am I gonna do? Help me keep my head down Save me from those double bogey blues First, I pull out my driver, I check my stance and grip I'm trying to remember every single Nicklaus 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? Y'know I'm lost out in the forest Save me from those double bogey blues Well, I started out with three balls, now two of them are lost Got two hundred yards of water that I got to get across If I hear somebody talking 'bout a forty dollar bet I got thirty in my pocket, but I won't let 'em see me sweat Oh Lord, the next Bud's for you Help me with this three wood Save me from those double bogey blues Well, I'm on the eighteenth in seven, my knees begin to shake I'm praying I can one putt, try to save an eight It's a forty dollar Nassau, if I sink this, I'm a lock I'll be sitting in the clubhouse, sipping bourbon on the rocks Oh Lord, what am I gonna do? Help me keep my head down Save me from those double bogey blues Oh oh oh oh Lord, I can't afford to lose Y'know I'll be in church next Sunday Save me from those double bogey blues