Another Day On The Beach

I’m heading off to the golf course this morning, where I just know I’ll spend some quality “beach time” trying to get out of sand traps. With sunscreen applied and sporting some sun-protective golf attire, I’ll leave you with a new version of Bonnie Raitt’s “Runaway”…



As I age along,
I wonder what went wrong,
With my tans, in sun that was so strong.
And as I still age on,
I think of the things I've done
Sun-weathered, a-while my skin was young.

I've had scanners miss my brain,
Docs are callin' and make me insane,
Wishin' you were here by me
To join this sunscreen spree
And I wonder--
I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder,
Why,
Why, why, why, why, why I tanned away,
Yes, and I wonder,
A-where C will stray-ay,
I put my tan away,
Tan, tan, tan, tan, tan way.

I'm a-golfin' in the rain,
Putts aren’t fallin' and I feel the pain,
Wishin' lightning would strike me,
To end this bogey spree
And I wonder--
I wah-wah-wah-wah-wonder,
Why,
Why, why, why, why, why I played today,
Yes, and I wonder,
A-why I still play-ay,
Another sunscreen day,
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sunscreen day
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sunscreen day.
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sunscreen day.