I Looked Like A Monkey Trying To

Golf Is Played With The Arms.

The Fairways Were So Narrow You Had To Walk Down Them Single File.

Practice Your Swing Until It Becomes A Habit Of Mind And Muscle.

I Give The Ball Some Sweet Talk. I Tell It That This Isn't Going To Hurt A Bit. I'm A Friend And All I'm Going To Do Is Give It A Nice Little Ride.

If I Had Cleared The Trees And Drove The Green, It Would've Been A Great Shot.