Brews and Birdies

[Short guitar intro] [Verse 1] The sun came up, bags in the trunk, We’re chasing greens and beer by the bunch. Hitting the road, the crew’s locked in, With clubs in hand and a thirst for sin. [Verse 2] Pulled up to the course, feeling so alive, Carts are loaded and ready to drive. Watch this bitches Cooler takes a swing, The ball takes flight, it’s a horrible thing. [Pre-Chorus] From the first hole to the eighteenth one Jokes and laughs, that's how it's done We’re not pros, but who gives a damn Just having fun is the basic plan [Chorus] Wake up, Hefe, the game’s begun, Brews and birdies in the blazing sun. Fore We shout as we fly the green, Fairway rebels living the dream. [Verse 3] Par three madness, bets on the line, Shots of whiskey not cheap red wine. They call me Kansas he says with pride, Swinging for glory, three strokes a side. [Chorus] Wake up, Hefe, the game’s begun, We’re chasing birdies in the blazing sun. Fore We shout as we fly the green, Fairway rebels living the dream. [Bridge] The 19th hole, where legends are made, Tall tales told as the daylight fades. Beer in hand, we toast the night, To friends, to golf, to living it right. [Chorus] Wake up, Hefe, the game’s begun, We’re chasing birdies in the blazing sun. Fore! We shout as we fly the green, Fairway rebels living the dream. [Outro] Watch this, bitches is one last cry, A perfect drive through the clear blue sky. Fairway rebels we'll always say Brews and birdies is the only way [break] [spoken verse] Wake up Hefe [end]