Usually, you put your golf bag behind your seat on the cart. Half way through one round I switched seats with my partner but did not switch the position of the golf bag.
It wasn't long before I put my driver in the wrong bag.
As I searched for it I thought of lost loves and then I started laughing quietly to myself. (Those of you who know me know this can be challenging. My laugh is pretty robust.)
I wrote the song in the car on the way home.
Like Rocky and Bullwinkle, all of my songs are filled with innuendo. This was really just inspired by a golf club. Wait till you hear the one about cookies...
To hear the Cobra Blues click here
Cobra Blues Lyrics
Oooh I just saw my old blue
Cobra
In a new bag
The other day
I just saw my old blue cobra
In a new bag the other day
He was hangin round
With Big Bertha
Guess I’ll get in my cart
And ride away
Oh I tried picking up a 5
And swinging that old 6
Even grabbed my favorite rescue wood
But he had too many nicks
Oh
I just saw my cobra
In a new bag
The other day
I just saw my cobra
In a new bag the other day
He was hangin round
With big Bertha
Guess I’ll
Get my cart and ride away
Oh I just saw my old blue cobraLabels: Blues Music, Cobra, Golf, Shannon Grissom
