And
now, the drive is here
And
so I face the my driving nightmare
My
friend, I'll say it clear
I'll
hit my drive, just on the fairway
I've
hit a drive that's full
and
missed the fairway
But
more, much more than this
wgt
did it their way
Regrets,
I've had a few
But
then again, too few to mention
I
did what I had to do
And
and flop it out into the fescue
I
play each charted course
Each
careful shot on the fairway
And
more, much more than this
I
tried it my way
Yes,
there were times, I'm sure you knew
When
wgt said go screw you
But
through it all, when there was doubt
I
ate it up and spit it out
I
faced it all and I fell short
And
did it my way
I've
chipped, I've lflopped and cried
I've
had my fill my share of losing
And
now,…