
[Verse] In a town where the mountains kiss the sky, There lived a man named Sandy, not very high. Just four-foot-eleven but dreams sure did soar, Took his clubs down to Tahiti, where the waves roar. [Verse 2] He teed off for the first time with a heart full of grit, Masters tournament, he gave it all bit by bit. Shots like rainbows, landing true and neat, Passed all the giants and took that winner's seat. [Chorus] Sandy's swing, oh, it ain't about the height, It's the fire in the heart that keeps you in the fight. From the hills to the green, under the Tahitian sun, Little man, big dreams, his battle just begun. [Verse 3] But fortune's a joker, it can laugh while you cry, While gettin' a nose job under the island sky. Thieves with no conscience, took his clubs in a flash, Left Sandy reeling, facing life in the rough and the ash. [Bridge] He looked to the horizon, 'stead of down to the feet, Knew he'd rise up again, like waves in the heat. Found an old rusty set, gripped 'em with might, Started from scratch, swinging through day and night. [Chorus] Sandy's swing, oh, it ain't about the height, It's the fire in the heart that keeps you in the fight. From the hills to the green, under the Tahitian sun, Little man, big dreams, his battle just begun.
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