Cornhole: A Song of Skill, Strategy, and a Whole Lot of Fun
(Verse 1) Gather 'round, friends, and listen close, To a tale of games, where friendship grows. Two boards, eight bags, and a simple rule, Cornhole's the game that sets the mood.
(Chorus) Oh, Cornhole, Cornhole, you're a game of skill, Where precision meets the thrill. A toss, a bounce, a perfect score, We're hooked on you, we want some more!
(Verse 2) With each throw, the tension builds, As the bags sail, their fate they yield. Will they land true, or fall astray? Every toss, a game's at play.
(Chorus) Oh, Cornhole, Cornhole, you're a game of skill, Where precision meets the thrill. A toss, a bounce, a perfect score, We're hooked on you, we want some more!
(Bridge) From backyard BBQs to tournaments grand, Cornhole unites, a joyful band. With laughter echoing in the air, We share a passion, a love to spare.
(Verse 3) So raise a glass, to this game so fine, Cornhole, a treasure, forever enshrined. In moments shared, and friendships made, A legacy of joy, forever played.
(Chorus) Oh, Cornhole, Cornhole, you're a game of skill, Where precision meets the thrill. A toss, a bounce, a perfect score, We're hooked on you, we want some more!
(Outro) Cornhole, oh Cornhole, you're the best, We'll sing your praises, from east to west!
