Loury

(Verse 1)
Here I am in France, the fields are green,
Working day by day, keeping them pristine.
Now comes Nile, straight from Belgium’s land,
Side by side we’ll work, hand in hand.
(Chorus)
Sittin’ by the fire, just me and Nile,
Talkin’ ‘bout the turf, yeah, and laughin’ a while.
In this Greenkeeper’s life, we’ll both reside,
One roof, one job, ridin’ side by side.
(Verse 2)
He’s got the tools, knows the tricks and trades,
We’ll make this course the best it’s ever been made.
In the morning mist, through the sunset glow,
Two keepers strong, makin’ nature grow.
(Chorus)
Sittin’ by the fire, just me and Nile,
Talkin’ ‘bout the turf, yeah, and laughin’ a while.
In this Greenkeeper’s life, we’ll both reside,
One roof, one job, ridin’ side by side.
(Bridge)
From Belgium’s fields to the heart of France,
Two Greenkeepers in a lucky chance.
With a pot on the stove, and the night ahead,
New stories unfold, where our paths have led.
(Chorus)
Sittin’ by the fire, just me and Nile,
Talkin’ ‘bout the turf, yeah, and laughin’ a while.
In this Greenkeeper’s life, we’ll both reside,
One roof, one job, ridin’ side by side.
(Outro)
So here’s to Nile, and here’s to me,
Greenkeepers bound, as it’s meant to be.
With our boots on the ground and eyes on the scene,
Together we’ll keep these fairways green.