Donald The Dub-Frank Crumit

[ti:Donald The Dub] [ar:Frank Crumit] [al:A Gay Caballero] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Donald The Dub - Frank Crumit [00:10.07]Listen to the tale of a stalwart male [00:12.70]Who lost his well known Nanny [00:14.64] [00:15.36]Donald was his name and golf was the game [00:17.88]That made him grey as his Granny [00:20.01] [00:20.65]He practised much but his style was such [00:23.16]That his handicap stayed at thirty [00:25.69]All the words he used when the ball he bruised [00:28.60]Were nothing else than dirty [00:31.11]In the locker room every night [00:32.93] [00:33.66]He'd sing of his awful plight [00:36.09]Oh the dirty little pill went rolling down the hill [00:39.19]And rolled right into a bunker [00:41.78]From there to the green I took thirteen [00:44.73]And there by gosh I sunk 'er [00:46.79] [00:47.43]I get no fun in the air and sun [00:50.10]But down in the traps I labour [00:52.52]I sweat and weep where the sand is deep [00:55.36]Till I want to murder my neighbour [00:58.08] [00:59.24]Oh [00:59.62]Baby look at that drive [01:01.40]Wheee [01:02.26]Now whoa whoa [01:03.76] [01:04.37]Whoa you (out of bounds) [01:06.68]Alright caddy give me another ball [01:08.68] [01:09.28]There was one great day that came his way [01:12.49]His score he was sure to diminish [01:15.04]Never had such form then up came a storm [01:17.85]He was never able to finish [01:19.87] [01:20.71]He had a slice that was far from nice [01:23.37]From him it never parted [01:25.90]Once a year that shot believe it or not [01:28.83]Came right back where it started [01:30.77] [01:31.31]Do you wonder that he groans [01:33.47] [01:34.01]And sighs and wails and moans [01:36.67]Oh [01:37.04]The dirty little pill went rolling down the hill [01:39.71]And rolled right into the water [01:42.11]And the reason it would seem I lifted my beam [01:44.93]When I know I shouldn't oughter [01:47.57]Then I hit a shot that I liked a lot [01:50.26]But it sailed right into the marshes [01:52.87]And I wished right then like a lot of other men [01:55.79]That I had worn my galoshes [01:57.80] [01:58.98]Hey Donald how many shots did you [02:00.82]Take over in that rock pile [02:02.36]Let me see one two three er six I believe [02:06.27]Oh [02:06.74]You dirty so-and-so [02:07.93]I counted twelve time [02:09.32]I heard your club hit something [02:11.06]Well er the other six were echoes (hee hee) [02:14.54]Now Donald the Dub joined the country club [02:17.60]And found a fellow duffer [02:20.29]Just as bad as he so with shouts of glee [02:23.10]They started out to suffer [02:25.16] [02:25.72]They played nine holes and the poor little moles [02:28.54]Were never scared so badly [02:30.97]For the divots flew and the cuss words too [02:33.76]And the birds and the bees left gladly [02:36.29]As the end of the day drew nigh [02:38.97]Came a song that was sung with a sigh [02:41.67]Oh [02:42.08]The dirty little pill went rolling down the hill [02:44.57]And rolled right into the club house [02:46.76] [02:47.46]When I got there with sand in my hair [02:49.96]They changed it's name to the Dub house [02:52.53]I've wrecked more ground than Columbus found [02:55.37]And the guy that I am after [02:57.98]Is the crazy scot who invented this plot [03:00.83]That's robbed all the world of laughter [03:03.36]Now Donald the Dub broke club after club [03:06.42]As he told the world goodbye [03:09.11]For he suffered every hour when his game went sour [03:12.15] [03:12.80]Even as you and I