MESSAGES FROM TOM & BILL

You Can't Beat Tom and Bill on St. Patrick's Day..

There's a place you can golf, where the grass is green

It's a course called Old Orchard, like none you've seen

There's two boys with Plaid shorts, try to best them you will

But Sure and Begorah, you won't beat Tom and Bill

Chorus (Drunken sing-a-long)

They've got extra long shafts with bulbous heads

Balls made of Balatta, and guts of lead

They're Shooting birdies and eagles, these lads got skill

Sure and Begorah, you won't beat Tom and Bill

Well, they're fighting cancer, and having some fun

The bagpipes are playing, on every hole they won

They march down the fairway, crushing it long

Their shilleahs are just too strong

Repeat Chorus you drunken lout.

The Lord seen them swinging and he knew he could rest

"Forget Tiger and Nicholous, these Latourette's are the best,

But up came the Mullens, from the bowels of hell

They Tried to Beat 'ole Tom and Bill

They went up against ..

Repeat Chorus again with a nice strong pint of ale, why don't ya?

The Mullens lucked out, last year they did win

Selling their souls, to the king of sin

They hold the trophy, but it is on loan

This year they'll kiss our blarney stones

Repeat chorus again, you drunken Irish lads and lasses.