I heard it the first time, I laughed
I heard it the second time, and I smiled
I heard it the time third, and I wondered
Where are the ones so merrily clapping?
Those hectic characters bright and gay
Bring them on too, on the scene
Make them line up the green
Make them jump up and down
And then in a pin drop silence
When the putter broods on the putter
Aiming for pin free hole
Gradually raise a drum-roll sound
And when the ball finally drops in
Let the clapping once more begin
Chap chap clap without the end
I do not want them sounds - thank you!!