Old Man Golfer

[Tune: Old Man River – Jerome Kern]

Old man golfer, that old man golfer,
He just keeps hackin’,
His timin’ lackin’
That ol’ man golfer,
He just keeps hackin’ along.

He don’t get birdies
And pars not of’en,
His triple bogies are best forgotten,
That ol’ man golfer
He just keeps hackin’ along.

See dat swing!
Hear dat curse!
Does his darndest
But he’s getting worse.
Tries to kill
The li’l white pill,
Turns pale purple
And he’s lookin’ i-ill.

He’s getting weary,
And sick of tryin’,
He’s tired of hookin’,
And scared of skyin’,
But good ol’ golfer
He just keeps hackin’ along.