I stroll up to the first tee, calm and collected,
My handicap's a joke, but you won't suspect it.
I post all my bogeys, double 'em up nice,
Never showing my birdies, thatu0027s my little vice.
On scramble day, Iu0027m the star of the show,
My drives are like rockets, but youu0027d never know.
I play it so cool, like I'm out of my depth,
But when I swing that club, Iu0027m stealing your breath.

I am the sandbagger, the master of disguise,
I am the sandbagger, right before your eyes.
I am the sandbagger, taking all the greens,
I am the sandbagger, living out my dreams.

When moneyu0027s on the line, Iu0027m always in the game,
I hustle and I scheme, but donu0027t feel any shame.
I play it real dumb, acting like I donu0027t know,
But my iron's so sharp, they could steal the show.
I laugh with my buddies, as we rake in the cash,
I never feel guilty, I just stash and stash.
In my pocket goes the winnings, no remorse in sight,
Iu0027m the king of the course, every single night.

I am the sandbagger, the master of disguise,
I am the sandbagger, right before your eyes.
I am the sandbagger, taking all the greens,
I am the sandbagger, living out my dreams.

They say itu0027s not fair, but who really cares?
Iu0027m the best at this game, Iu0027ve got no prayers.
I take the good times, I make ‘em last,
While theyu0027re stuck in the rough, Iu0027m moving fast.
I donu0027t need redemption, I donu0027t need to lie,
I just keep playing, reaching for the sky.

I am the sandbagger, the master of disguise,
I am the sandbagger, right before your eyes.
I am the sandbagger, taking all the greens,
I am the sandbagger, living out my dreams.

So hereu0027s to the game, and hereu0027s to the ruse,
Iu0027ll keep on winning, Iu0027ve got nothing to lose.
I walk off the course, another victory planned,
I am the sandbagger, the king of the land.