Lyrics:

Well, it's springtime in the valley on Magnolia Lane
It's the Augusta National and the master of the game
Who'll wear that green coat on Sunday afternoon?
Who'll walk the 18th fairway singing this tune?

Augusta, your dogwoods and pines
You play on my mind like a song
Augusta, it's you that I love
It's you that I'll miss when I'm gone

It's Watson, Byron Nelson, Demaret, Player and Snead
It's Amen's Corner and it's Hogan's perfect swing
It's Sarazen's Double Eagle at the 15 in '35
And the spirit of Clifford Roberts keeps it alive

Augusta, your dogwoods and pines
You play on my mind like a song
Augusta, it's you that I love
It's you that I miss when I'm gone

It's the legions of Arnie's Army and the Golden Bear's throngs
And the wooden-shafted legend of Bobby Jones

Augusta, it's you that I love