Morning at Hidden Cove

(Verse 1) Hidden Cove, where the fairways gleam, A haven of green, like a golfer's dream. Tyler and I, with our bags in tow, Back to our sanctuary, where memories grow. The dew-kissed grass, the scent of the pines, As the morning sun on the horizon shines. Through ups and downs, this course we've known, Each stroke a story, each putt a throne. (Chorus) We'll meet again at Hidden Cove soon, Underneath the golden morning moon. With every swing, we'll find our groove, In the quiet peace, where dreams behoove. (Verse 2) In the shadows cast by the towering trees, We find solace, we find ease. The challenges ahead, the bunkers deep, But with Tyler by my side, I'll take the leap. The echoes of laughter, the banter bright, As we navigate each fairway's flight. The rhythm of our footsteps, steady and true, As we stroll through the morning dew. (Chorus) We'll meet again at Hidden Cove soon, Underneath the golden morning moon. With every swing, we'll find our groove, In the quiet peace, where dreams behoove. (Bridge) Before the first tee, we'd crank up the beat, Our hype music blasting, moving our feet. To the rhythm of the morning, our spirits entwine, With the "Booty Song" playing, everything's fine. (Chorus) We'll meet again at Hidden Cove soon, Underneath the golden morning moon. With every swing, we'll find our groove, In the quiet peace, where dreams behoove. (Outro) So let's return to Hidden Cove once more, Where the spirit of golfing lore, With Tyler Myers and me, the morning anew, At Hidden Cove, where dreams come true.