It's that special time of year again. Here is the golf version of "it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas":
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you golf;
Take a look at irons five thru ten, glistening once again
With Ping Eye 2s and silver blades aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in every golf store
But the prettiest sight to see is the new golf set that will be
On your own front door.
A pair of footjoy boots and a Bushnell that shoots
Is the wish of FD and troops;
Balls that will spin and will go for a mile
Is a thought that brings up HB's bile;
And Homeslice and Dave can hardly wait for bermuda to grow again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you golf;
There's a tree overhanging the green, one in the fairway as well,
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind Larry's smell.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas;
Soon the rounds will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is when you putt with Ping
Right into the heart.[i][b]
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you golf;
Take a look at irons five thru ten, glistening once again
With Ping Eye 2s and silver blades aglow.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in every golf store
But the prettiest sight to see is the new golf set that will be
On your own front door.
A pair of footjoy boots and a Bushnell that shoots
Is the wish of FD and troops;
Balls that will spin and will go for a mile
Is a thought that brings up HB's bile;
And Homeslice and Dave can hardly wait for bermuda to grow again.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Ev'rywhere you golf;
There's a tree overhanging the green, one in the fairway as well,
The sturdy kind that doesn't mind Larry's smell.
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas;
Soon the rounds will start,
And the thing that will make them ring is when you putt with Ping
Right into the heart.[i][b]