The Curious Case of Coors Light ©2011 Robert George BMI

I was goin’ fishin’ in the Rockies
So I stopped off at a store
Stock up on some coffee, bait and jerky
Maybe grab a case of Coors
And the little guy behind the counter
Looked too young to sell me beer
Then he said he’s ready to retire
After workin’ forty years
Then I got my beer n gear and left his shop
And I set up camp that night n popped a top

Six cans and I was twenty-four once more
On board a plane and comin’ home from war
Sweet Jenny waitin’ back in Tennessee
I stepped off and she started kissin’ me
YEAH, I damn sure drank my limit
At a furious pace the whole night
Feelin’ younger by the minute
With the curious case of Coors Light

Well, I woke up fuzzy and went fishin’
Lotsa fog between my ears
Came back n burned me up some salmon
And I flushed it down with beer
Couldn’t git enough n wondered where that stuff was brewed
I felt weird n strange…that beer sure changed my mood

Six cans and I swear I was just nineteen
Scared silly standin’ in my army greens
Young Jenny sayin’ that I look strong n brave
Somehow I knew her kisses kept me safe
YEAH, I damn sure drank my limit
At a furious pace the whole night
Feelin’ younger by the minute
With the curious case of Coors Light

Well, the last night things got hazy
Cos I got a little drunker
And though this is soundin’ crazy
I did more than just get younger

YEAH, I was feelin’ barely seventeen
With Jenny parked out by some evergreens
But on the last one I was eighty-three
Sweet Jenny was still kissin’ me
Cos I damn sure drank my limit
At a furious pace the whole night
Feelin’ better by the minute
With the curious case of Coors Light

I got home and asked my Jenny
What it all could mean
And that night her sweet kiss told me
Love’s a lifelong dream