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I used to be a golfer once But, now I am a hack I swing around a waist of jello I only play the middle tees I used to play the back I only use ***** that are yellow My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else I used to have a short game once I used be real good (Where do you think you might have lost it?) I used to have no fear at all I knew all that I should (Is it with your sand wedge, where you tossed it?) My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else I used to split the fairways boys I used to sink the putts (What ever happened to the feeling?) I can't hit a **** fairway now I only hit wide cuts (It's enough to send my mindset reeling) My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else Now, I am afraid most days I can't hit it off the ground I only hit well when I drink some I know each tree out on our course I know the ball hits tree bark sound I only play good when I've got *** My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else I used to be a golfer once I wish I still could play I wish so hard for that sweet feeling I once was good But not today If I could find Diablo, I'd be dealing But, my game is up on the shelf And it's funny How, I play only by myself No money I wish that I could play I wish that I could play I wish that I could play like myself
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Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 7:21 PM UTC
I used to be a golfer once (to Harry Chapin's...Up on the shelf)
I used to be a golfer once But, now I am a hack I swing around a waist of jello I only play the middle tees I used to play the back I only use ***** that are yellow My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else I used to have a short game once I used be real good (Where do you think you might have lost it?) I used to have no fear at all I knew all that I should (Is it with your sand wedge, where you tossed it?) My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else I used to split the fairways boys I used to sink the putts (What ever happened to the feeling?) I can't hit a **** fairway now I only hit wide cuts (It's enough to send my mindset reeling) My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else Now, I am afraid most days I can't hit it off the ground I only hit well when I drink some I know each tree out on our course I know the ball hits tree bark sound I only play good when I've got *** My game is up on the shelf I don't know why And I only play golf by myself It's no lie I wish I still could play, I wish that I could play I wish that I could play, someone else I used to be a golfer once I wish I still could play I wish so hard for that sweet feeling I once was good But not today If I could find Diablo, I'd be dealing But, my game is up on the shelf And it's funny How, I play only by myself No money I wish that I could play I wish that I could play I wish that I could play like myself
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Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 7:21 PM UTC
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