ParTee
I was born with mud on my boots, Radio tuned to old country roots. You walked in wearin' denim and grace, Turned that little bar into a better place.
You laughed like a breeze in the July trees, Took one look and dropped me to my knees.
Yer my double eagle on a par three, Every time we kiss it's like a party. You light me up like a Friday night, Cold beer buzz and a neon light.
We drive down dirt roads with the windows low, Your hair dancin' wild in the radio glow. I don't need Vegas or a big ol' prize, Just you and that sparkle in your eyes.
Hearts beatin' like a jukebox song, With you, baby, I can't go wrong.
Yer my double eagle on a par three,A fairway dream that was meant to be. You light me up like a Friday night, Cold beer buzz and a neon light.
You turn my world into a melody, Like a small-town choir singin' harmony. Ain’t no doubt, yer a win to me The shot I never thought l'd see.
Got my heart in a hazard, no drop in sight But darlin, with you, wrong feels so right
Yer my double eagle on a par three,Yeah, the rarest kind of destiny.You light me up like a Friday night, Cold beer buzz and a neon light.
Yer my long shot, heart stop, can’t-believe-it find, Got me swingin’ for the pin, girl, every time. Like a jukebox song in a ghost town bar, You’re the sweetest kind of lucky on this score card.
Through the rough or green, rain or shine Yer my forever down the back nine.
Every round, girl, it sets me freeLike Tito’s lemonade and sweet iced teaHere’s to you, and here’s to meKickin’ off boots on the 18th green.
Yeah, my double eagle, girl, can't you see?Yer my once in a lifetime victory. So tee it up, let the whole world see,You'll always be my double eagle on a par three
Yeah, my double eagle, girl, yer all I need.
You laughed like a breeze in the July trees, Took one look and dropped me to my knees.
Yer my double eagle on a par three, Every time we kiss it's like a party. You light me up like a Friday night, Cold beer buzz and a neon light.
We drive down dirt roads with the windows low, Your hair dancin' wild in the radio glow. I don't need Vegas or a big ol' prize, Just you and that sparkle in your eyes.
Hearts beatin' like a jukebox song, With you, baby, I can't go wrong.
Yer my double eagle on a par three,A fairway dream that was meant to be. You light me up like a Friday night, Cold beer buzz and a neon light.
You turn my world into a melody, Like a small-town choir singin' harmony. Ain’t no doubt, yer a win to me The shot I never thought l'd see.
Got my heart in a hazard, no drop in sight But darlin, with you, wrong feels so right
Yer my double eagle on a par three,Yeah, the rarest kind of destiny.You light me up like a Friday night, Cold beer buzz and a neon light.
Yer my long shot, heart stop, can’t-believe-it find, Got me swingin’ for the pin, girl, every time. Like a jukebox song in a ghost town bar, You’re the sweetest kind of lucky on this score card.
Through the rough or green, rain or shine Yer my forever down the back nine.
Every round, girl, it sets me freeLike Tito’s lemonade and sweet iced teaHere’s to you, and here’s to meKickin’ off boots on the 18th green.
Yeah, my double eagle, girl, can't you see?Yer my once in a lifetime victory. So tee it up, let the whole world see,You'll always be my double eagle on a par three
Yeah, my double eagle, girl, yer all I need.