Every month of the year when it′s stormy or clear
There's a place you can always find me
Very calm and serene, looking down at the green
While waiting my turn at the tee
I may never shoot par for my shots don′t go far
Though I swing and I slug with great force
Still I play right along, doing everything wrong
You'll find me all over the course
Oh, the golf bug has bitten me good
I'm in love with a putter, an iron and a wood
Such waste of time is a crime and a shame
But golf is a crazy wonderful game
I′ve spent hours with a pro, feeling sure he would know
How to help me with good sound advice
But the lessons I took to get rid of a hook
Just gave me a terrible slice
I can′t rotate my hip, I don't use the right grip
I suppose that I′m pressing too hard
By the time that I add all the strokes that I've had
I′d secretly tear up my card
Oh, the golf bug has bitten me good
I'm in love with a putter, an iron and a wood
Such waste of time is a crime and a shame
But golf is a crazy wonderful game
I′ve decided to play 18 holes every day
And perhaps now and then maybe more
For until I'm too old, or so tired that I fold
I'll try to improve on my score
If I figure the cost of the balls I have lost
And equipment I bought at the shop
It would probably come to a sizeable sum
But now it′s too late, I can′t stop
Oh, the golf bug has bitten me good
I'm in love with a putter, an iron and a wood
Such waste of time is a crime and a shame
But golf is a crazy wonderful game
Oh, the golf bug has bitten me good
I′m in love with a putter, an iron and a wood
Such waste of time is a crime and a shame
But golf is a crazy, golf is a crazy
Golf is a crazy wonderful game
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