Misc Originals – Davie Ray - Golden Mountains (Guitar)

G
There’s a golden glow in my hand tonight,

C
Cold as the mountain air, crisp as the light

G
It’s a taste of the Rockies, pure and true,

D
This Coors Banquet’s got me thinkin’ ‘bout you.

C
From the first cool sip to the last sweet drop,

G
It’s a slow ride, baby, and I ain’t gonna stop.

G
Raise a toast to the good ol’ days,

C
To the jukebox songs and the dirt-road ways.

G
With a Coors Banquet, I’m feelin’ alright,

D
Every sip takes me back to them long summer nights.

G
Yeah, the mountains are callin’, and I’m feelin’ fine,

C         D        G
Just me and this Banquet, killin’ time.

G
Out by the bonfire, the stars burn bright,

C
Friends passin’ bottles under the moonlight.

G
Every story told gets better with age,

D
And this golden lager is setting the stage

C
From the heart of the Rockies to the heart of my soul,

G
This Banquet’s a treasure, worth more than gold.

G
Raise a toast to the good ol’ days,

C
To the jukebox songs and the dirt-road ways.

G
With a Coors Banquet, I’m feelin’ alright,

D
Every sip takes me back to them long summer nights.

G
Yeah, the mountains are callin’, and I’m feelin’ fine,

C        D        G
Just me and this Banquet, killin’ time.

C
Some call it a bottle, but it’s more to me,

G
It’s a front porch sunset, a memory.

C
It’s the sound of laughter, the crack of a can,

D
It’s the simple things that make you a man.

G
Raise a toast to the good ol’ days,

C
To the jukebox songs and the dirt-road ways.

G
With a Coors Banquet, I’m feelin’ alright,

D
Every sip takes me back to them long summer nights.

G
Yeah, the mountains are callin’, and I’m feelin’ fine,

C        D         G
Just me and this Banquet, killin’ time.

G
So here’s to the nights we won’t forget,

C
With a Coors Banquet, there’s no regret.

G
The Rockies are home, wherever I go,

D         C       G
And this golden beer’s the love I know.