Golf, It's What Guinness Is Fore! (Live at McDuff's) (Live) Lyrics

With clubs in our bags and balls in our hands

We began our adventure in old Ireland

We were three buddies footloose and free

With dreams of great golf on the links by the sea

The courses were gorgeous like a young Irish lass

But looks can deceive like tall, rough, green grass

With our first round it was made all too clear

Why all the locals drank so much beer

Golf, it's what Guinness is fore

Please won't you pour us one more

'Cause we've lost all our balls

Now we're stuck with our scores

Golf, it's what Guinness is fore

We'd start off each mornin' sayin' this is the day

That the old Irish course would submit to our play

But by the round's end we'd leave in defeat

And off to the pub we would retreat

Golf, it's what Guinness is fore

Please won't you pour us one more

'Cause we've lost all our balls

Now we're stuck with our scores

Golf, it's what Guinness is fore

From Dublin to Baltray, Lahinch and Tralee

To Sligo and Doonbeg and places between

We hooked and we sliced and we shanked quite a few

For this game is illusive but one thing is true

Golf, it's what Guinness is fore

Please won't you pour us one more

'Cause we've lost all our balls

Now we're stuck with our scores

Golf, it's what Guinness is fore