Five and One man, on a journey!

Heading westwards, on into the night.

Burdens shared, and sleep neglected,

Y’all crossing the river, and arrive at first light.

Great joy you have found, and more do you seek

Onwards and onwards, for promises to keep,

Hammer on the right foot, no shoe on the left

Still many hours, before you shall sleep.

So go, I say go, and listen No More,

I am an illusion, but so is your labor,

That ball is not a ball, that hole is not a hole,

And that last hasty meal, you will not savor.

And when you are home, and you lay in your bed

Alive you will feel, alive with no dread

And in seeking all that golfin’ pleasure,

You realize the truth that the company is the treasure.