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Pro V 1’s but No Game 2 by Jake

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Pro V 1’s but No Game 2

folk,male vocals

0:003:27
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
I step up to the tee, the morning dew still clings,
Golden locks in sunlight, like an angel with wings.
She rolls the cart along, with a laugh that rings so true,
But my swing’s a crooked path, just like my heart for you.
(Call and Response)
I say, “Hey, cart girl, can you see?
She says, “Boy, your shots are wild like the sea.”
I say, “Maybe that’s just how love might be.”
She smiles, “Keep swinging, come walk with me.”
(Pre-Chorus)
Every slice I send is a crooked love letter,
Every miss a whisper, hoping it gets better.
Your eyes like lanterns guiding through the haze,
In this game of green, you set my soul ablaze.
(Chorus)
Pro V 1’s but no game, chasing shadows on the green,
Like a ball lost in the rough, you’re the sweetest sight I’ve seen.
You’re the cart girl with the sun in your hair,
A lighthouse in my storm, a breath of tender air.
(Verse 2)
She spins the wheels with grace, like a dance on the grass,
While I’m tangled in my thoughts, watching moments pass.
Each club I clutch a story, each swing a hopeful call,
Though my game’s a mess, I’m ready if you fall.
(Call and Response)
I ask, “Will you ride along, see the course of fate?”
She laughs, “You’re awful, but your heart won’t wait.”
I say, “Then let me be the one to navigate.”
She grins, “Hold on tight, it’s never too late.”
(Bridge)
Like a ball that’s sliced too far into the trees,
My love’s wild journey's caught in the breeze.
But with every miss, every lonely swing,
I find hope in the chance that you might sing.
(Chorus)
Pro V 1’s but no game, chasing shadows on the green,
Like a ball lost in the rough, you’re the sweetest sight I’ve seen.
You’re the cart girl with the sun in your hair,
A lighthouse in my storm, a breath of tender air.
(Outro)
So here’s to the girl with the golden smile,
I’m no pro on the course, but I’ll stay awhile.
With Pro V 1’s but no game, I’ll play this heart’s tune,
Hoping you’ll say yes beneath the crescent moon.