To The Man Who Lost


Here's to the man who lost the hole
Because he found my ball.
The match was one to try one's soul —
My pill had found the "tall" ;
We'd searched for four long minutes there —
He found it ; my hopes soared;
He dubbed a couple on the fair ;
"Four-five" that hole I scored.

Ah, yes, he did just what he should —
But honor to his name!
That ball was lost to me for good,
And he but played the game.
So when Saint Peter lifts the latch.
The gates for him will roll.
Who found my ball and lost the match,
But thereby saved his soul.

S. K. Bennett
in Lyrics of the Links, 1921

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