Birdies and bucks
Tyler Tracy
[Verse 1]
Up in the timber before the dawn
Twenty feet high where the ridge meets the pines
Waiting on a rack that I've been tracking all fall
While the dew settles in and the stars fade out
[Verse 2]
Come Sunday morning I'm teeing it up
Same steady hand, just a different kind of aim
Chasing that white ball down manicured green
It's all about the quiet and the focus it takes
[Chorus]
We shoot big bucks and we make birdies
It's the same concentration, the same steady heart
Saturday's stand, Sunday's fairway
Two different games but they both play their part
When the work is done and the weekend's earned
We gather 'round the flames where the good times turn
[Verse 3]
There's a discipline in waiting for the shot
In reading the wind and letting the moment come
Whether it's a twelve-point stepping through the clearing
Or a long putt breaking toward the cup
[Chorus]
We shoot big bucks and we make birdies
It's the same concentration, the same steady heart
Saturday's stand, Sunday's fairway
Two different games but they both play their part
When the work is done and the weekend's earned
We gather 'round the flames where the good times turn
[Bridge]
Music's rolling through the cart speakers loud
Fire's crackling while we pass the bottle 'round
This is what we work for, what we live to find
The reward of patience, the peace of mind
[Chorus]
We shoot big bucks and we make birdies
It's the same concentration, the same steady heart
Saturday's stand, Sunday's fairway
Two different games but they both play their part
When the work is done and the weekend's earned
We gather 'round the flames where the good times turn
[Outro]
Yeah, we gather 'round the flames
Where the good times turn
Versions
Birdies and bucks (Version A)
Tyler Tracy
Version A
Birdies and bucks (Version B)
Tyler Tracy
Version B