[Intro]
Sun on the greens, a breezy day.
[Verse]
A golf ball whistles, coming my way,
I duck and grin—clips my hat, okay!
[Chorus]
Fore! It’s only a poke, I’m laughing through the sting,
Tiny bruise, big grin, we are back in the swing.
Fore! I shake it off, hear the crowd all sing,
Golf life goes on—another sunny thing.
[Outro]
Back on the fairway, smiling all the way.
