Got a death grip on this can
And I already killed a few
And just like my last beer
I´m empty cold and blue
Sitting in this juke joint

In a cowboy killer cloud
My head is north of Telluride
While it´s all going south

I ain´t nowhere near the Rockies
Or the Colorado sky
Got a heart that´s got a mind
To drink the Pontchartrain bone dry
The more I drink about it
The more I´m silver bullet proof
Steady staring at these mountains
In a bar in Baton Rouge

It don´t snow in Louisiana
But I wouldn´t be surprised
If I crushed a couple more
There´d be a couple feet outside
Hell it just might stick tonight

I ain´t nowhere near the Rockies
Or the Colorado sky
Got a heart that´s got a mind
To drink the Pontchartrain bone dry
The more I drink about it
The more I´m silver bullet proof
Steady staring at these mountains
In a bar in Baton Rouge

The good thing about rock bottom
Is up´s the only way
I´m about to open up a can of healing this heartbreak

I ain´t nowhere near the Rockies
Or the Colorado sky
Got a heart that´s got a mind

To drink the Pontchartrain bone dry
The more I drink about it
The more I´m silver bullet proof
Steady staring at these mountains
In a bar in Baton Rouge

I can´t move a mountain but I can sure as hell move on
Move on
Move on
Move on
Move on
Move on
Move on