Double Bogey Blues lyrics

Album: Tin Cup

Double Bogey Blues

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 games a tough one, but I'll give it my best shot
Cuz the bunkers look like beaches and the greens like parking lots

Oh lord....what I'm I gonna do, Help me keep my head down
And save me from these double bogey blues

First I pull out my driver, check my stance and grip
I'm trying to remember every Nicklaus tip
Straighten that left elbow, slightly bend your knees
Keep that ball behind you, and look out for those trees

Oh lord....what club should I use, I'm lost out in the forrest
Save me from those double bogey blues

Lead break

Well I started out with three balls, now two of them are lost
Got two hundred yards of water that I gotta get across
Did I hear somebody talking about a Forty dollar bet
I got Thirty in my pocket, but I won't let em' see me sweat

Oh Lord....the next putt's for you, help me with this three wood
Save me from those double bogey blues

Well I'm on the eighteenth and seven, my knees began 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 in lock
I'll be sitting in the club house, sippin' bourbon on the rocks

Oh Lord....what am I gonna do, Help me keep my head down
Save me from these double bogey blues

Oh oh oh Lord....I can't afford to lose, I'll be in church next Sunday
Just save me from those double Bogey B L U E

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