The days and the miles roll by

In Denver the Rambler and the Fisherman are tired of the road

And ready for whatever the city and the night have to offer

They check into a cheap hotel and go right to the bar downstairs

It's Saturday night and the city's alive

They've been in the bar four hours now and it's nearly closin' time

Hey give me another Coors, how about you Angie?

I don't like beer

Wow man I believe the little lady here wants champagne

Hey yeah could I have champagne

Do you think we're a couple of bankers here or somethin'

I like that

Abracadabra abracadabra Coors you're no longer Coors you're champagne

Man I've had enough of this

Hey where are you goin'

Good night

Well, oh the nerve

Hey you're not goin' are you you were buyin' me a drink

Hey give me another Coors

But I don't like beer

That ain't beer honey that's Coors

Well the barman's right

Beer the bar girls too much beer I must be seein' things

I saw you sittin' on a barstool lady and I looked up and you were gone

You didn't like beer either did you lady liked champagne neither did you lady

In Denver Colorado fancy town for a fancy lady like you

Hey maybe she's out there somewhere hey lady hahahaha

Hey I ran maybe she ran maybe I did see her downstairs

Maybe she's drownin' her blues like I did

Hey maybe I did see her down there havin' a ball somewhere comin' up to me

Yeah maybe she'll be comin' yeah maybe she'll be comin'