double bones blues

It's early Sunday morning, the sun is coming up 
I'm on the tee at seven, I'm here to try my luck 
They say this game's a tough one, but I'll give it my best shot 
Though the bunkers look like beaches and the greens like parking lots 
 
Oh Lord, what am I gonna do? 
Help me keep my head down 
Save me from those double bogey blues 
 
First, I pull out my driver, I check my stance and grip 
I'm trying to remember every single Nicklaus tip 
Straighten that left elbow, slightly bend your knees 
Keep your head behind the ball and look out for those trees 
 
Oh Lord, what club should I choose? 
Y'know I'm lost out in the forest 
Save me from those double bogey blues 
 
Well, I started out with three balls, now two of them are lost 
Got two hundred yards of water that I got to get across 
If I hear somebody talking 'bout a forty dollar bet 
I got thirty in my pocket, but I won't let 'em see me sweat 
 
Oh Lord, the next Bud's for you 
Help me with this three wood 
Save me from those double bogey blues