Ben Sidran - Back Nine Lyrics

I made my way to the back nine
They call me the iron man
Watching out for the sand traps
Formulating my plan
Out on the back nine
I know how to do my thing
I traded in the Five Spot
For a new kind of club
But I still maintain my swing
Life ain't nothing but fine
Out on the back nine

Laying back on the back nine
The hustle is still my thing
Drive for show, in the hole for dough
You know they call me the rhythm king
On the back nine
It's a hazard just to be alive
Still having fun with the old pitch and run
But now the score ain't nothing but jive
I got the Bird on my mind
Out on the back nine

Things are good on the back nine
Got the view from the club house turn
Running the changes on the driving ranges
Waiting for the grass to burn
On the back nine
Everything is by the book
Got the Caddy for Daddy
The glide in my stride
Just dealing with a different hook
Life ain't nothing but fine
Out on the back nine