Kum Ba Yah Day with the Hucks

Roybob’s Book on Golf: The Hucks, A Golfer’s Divine Comedy, and a Religious Philosophy of Golf

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Kum Ba Yah Day with the Hucks

Due to preferences and routines, the Hucks have tended to form smaller groups (e.g., foursomes or cliques) within the larger group.  In other words, the same guys tend to play with one another all the time.

In March of 2011, in an effort to create a greater sense of brotherhood, the Hucks decided that, on the first Sunday of each month, they would revert to a former format, according to which players, by the luck of the draw, were divided up into two-man teams.  Additionally, it was decided that partners would be required to play with one another. 

The first Sunday of this new format was April 3, 2011.  When J.K. came down to the club (Golden Eagle) Friday evening, April 1, he learned of the new format.  He was not happy.  He said, “I only get to play one day a week now, and I want to play with those people I enjoy playing with.  I don’t want any of this Kum Ba Yah crap.”  From that point on, what was dubbed “Kum Ba Yah Day” became increasingly controversial.  The events of Kum Ba Yah Day only added to the controversy.  With the help and encouragement of Doc, I was inspired to write a few verses for the Hucks’ Kum Ba Yah.  These verses are based on actual comments heard throughout the course of the day.

Click the following link to hear my audio version of the song: HucksKumBaYah.

Kum Ba Yah Day with the Hucks

Click the following link to hear my audio version of the song: HucksKumBaYah.

It’s “Kum Ba Yah” day
At the Eagle.
We fostering camaraderie
Among the Hucks.
It’s “Kum Ba Yah” day
At the Eagle.
Oh, pahtner, kum ba yah!

Someone’s crying friend,
Kum ba yah.
His pahtner shot a million,
Kum ba yah.
Be sure to get his fifty dollars,
Kum ba yah.
Oh, pahtner, kum ba yah!

My pahtner quit on me,
Picked up his ball.
He had a chance for par,
Took a triple.
I never want to play
In this format again!
Oh, pahtner, kum ba yah.

I killed my pahtner
On the front nine.
He took his revenge
On the back.
It was a double homocide,
Kum ba yah.
Oh, pahtner, kum ba yah.

Are you sure that’s your net score,
Kum ba yah?
You’re the worst player at the club,
Kum ba yah.
Please get some help with your game,
Kum ba yah.
Oh, pahtner, kum ba yah.

The winners are jackasses,
Kum ba yah.
Get some real handicaps,
Kum ba yah.
You’re all getting letters,
Kum ba yah.
Oh, pahtner, kum ba yah.


Roybob’s Book on Golf: The Hucks, A Golfer’s Divine Comedy, and a Religious Philosophy of Golf

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