Masters Week at Winchester

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Pullin’ through the gates ‘bout break of dawn Bag in the trunk Bravado on They say the pins today ain’t fair Ball hits the green Still ain’t there Rolled those greens once? They rolled ‘em twice Glass on a hill Better pray to Christ See the crew on the mower trail Leanin’ on the rake Watchin’ putts derail (oh yeah) [Chorus] It’s the Impossible At Winchester country club Where a three-foot putt feels twenty miles away Greenskeepers sittin’ back Watchin’ grown men lose their swag They’re laughin’ while we grind our scorecards gray It’s Masters Week at Winchester So the members come to play On this Impossible Impossible day [Verse 2] Front nine’s got me talkin’ to myself Snap a wedge Threaten the shelf Every flagstick perched on a cliff Hit it perfect Still it drifts See those boys by the bunker line High-fivin’ every time we four-putt nine Tip their caps Sip their tea Say “That break looked flat to me” (c’mon!) [Chorus] It’s the Impossible At Winchester country club Where a three-foot putt feels twenty miles away Greenskeepers sittin’ back Watchin’ grown men lose their swag They’re laughin’ while we grind our scorecards gray It’s Masters Week at Winchester So the members come to play On this Impossible Impossible day [Bridge] After the pain After the round Boots on the porch Lay the clubs down Talkin’ ‘bout that twelve we swore was five But hey We’re still alive Pimento cheese in a paper wrap (the GOAT!) Egg salad dreams in a midday trap Stack that plate Yeah Pile it high Ham and cheese Smoky pork on rye Masters club in my calloused hands BBQ drippin’ on the souvenir band Chicken salad One more bite Taste of Augusta in the Winchester light (hey!) [Chorus] It’s the Impossible At Winchester country club Where a three-foot putt feels twenty miles away Greenskeepers sittin’ back Watchin’ grown men lose their swag They’re laughin’ while we grind our scorecards gray It’s Masters Week at Winchester So the members come to play On this Impossible Impossible day [Outro] Yeah It’s Masters Week at Winchester We curse We laugh We stay For one more swing And one more sandwich on the way (oh yeah)