He was on the green, lining up his putt,
When he saw her smile, and it hit him like a shot.
She was the beer cart girl, with a twinkle in her eye,
And suddenly his golf game went awry.

He fell in love on the 18th hole,
With a girl and a cart full of liquid gold.
They snuck to the woods, where no one could see,
And now there's little birdies swingin' from the trees.

He'd yell ""Fore!"" just to catch her glance,
Missin' every swing, but she gave him a chance.
They shared a brew, under the old oak tree,
And nine months later, a whole new family.

He fell in love on the 18th hole,
With a girl and a cart full of liquid gold.
They snuck to the woods, where no one could see,
And now there's little birdies swingin' from the trees.

His buddies all laugh, say he's lost his swing,
But he's got a new reason for his wedding ring.
From the fairway to the woods, it was quite a ride,
Now he's got golf clubs and diapers side by side.

He fell in love on the 18th hole,
With a girl and a cart full of liquid gold.
They snuck to the woods, where no one could see,
And now there's little birdies swingin' from the trees.

So if you're out on the course and your game's a mess,
Just look for the girl with the beer cart dress.
You might find more than a birdie or an ace,
Love's waiting on the fairway, in the unlikeliest place.