Kiawah Island, where the ocean meets the green
The Dormie Cup's callin', most prestigious we've seen
Team Saxton's arrived, with fire in their eyes
Team Wakely, the champs, aim to keep their prize
Ocean Course awaits, eighteen holes of fate
Cum flops or glory, it's never too late

Dormie Cup, cold beers flow
Eighteen holes, let's steal the show
Saxton and Wakely, goin' head to head
On Carolina greens, legends are bred
Who'll claim victory when the day is done?
Under Kiawah's sun, only one team's won

Tee off at sunrise, salt hangs in the air
Wakely's got the title, but Saxton don't care
Drives split the fairway, putts find their mark
This ain't just golf, it's leavin' your mark
From bunker to green, every shot counts
The Dormie Cup, that's what it's all about

Dormie Cup, cold beers flow
Eighteen holes, let's steal the show
Saxton and Wakely, goin' head to head
On Carolina greens, legends are bred
Who'll claim victory when the day is done?
Under Kiawah's sun, only one team's won

It ain't about money, ain't about fame
It's pride on the line in this gentleman's game
On Kiawah's shores, history's being made
The Dormie Cup, where legends are played

Sun's sinkin' low, scores are gettin' tight
Who'll raise that trophy when day turns to night?
Sweat on their brows, sand on their shoes
Ocean breeze whispers, "Who's got most to lose?"
Final putts rollin', crowd holds their breath
The Dormie Cup crowns a champion, nothing less

Dormie Cup, cold beers flow
Eighteen holes, let's steal the show
Saxton and Wakely, goin' head to head
On Carolina greens, legends are bred
Who'll claim victory when the day is done?
Under Kiawah's sun, only one team's won