[Verse 1] Seymour on the first tee Grinning like he owns the sun Name on every locker room tongue He might snap a 7-iron clean in two But if you’re short a club He’s handing his to you [Chorus] Seymour the golfer King of Alpine greens Best putter in the valley Smoothest stroke you’ve ever seen Loved by all Yeah Loved by most If you’re in a jam He’s the first to raise a toast Seymour the golfer That’s our host [Verse 2] Lining up a driver Little waggle Then he lets it fly Ball climbs up and kisses the sky “Take my jacket Take my shirt ” he laughs “just make the shot” He’s richer in friends than any pot he’s ever got [Bridge] Late night in the clubhouse Cards and stories spill He’s calling out “Banker!” with that easy thrill [low vocal register] Stacking little wins Taking just enough [backing vocals] It’s the giving that makes him tough Yeah [Chorus]
