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VERSE ONE

Late August afternoon

Shirtless in the summer sun

Golden grain within the bag

Looking for the hole in one

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VERSE TWO

Warm light across your shoulder

Hand follows your every move

Watching how the burlap flies

Straight into the narrow groove

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BRIDGE

Under the canopy

Close enough to feel the heat

Slide it in Slide it in

Sink it deep

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VERSE THREE

I weigh the sacks out in my hands

Stiffening my posture right

Line it up and thrust it hard

We'll be throwing into the night

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OUTRO

Across the lawn the brothers wait

To find their glory at the board

Raise the beanbag to the sky

Spirit of the game adored

C-o-r-n-h-o-l-e

Ascending to the final toss

C-o-r-n-h-o-l-e

Redemption for the coming loss

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