Cold, Cold Winter

She said nothing beats the sight of Telluride this time of year

So I bought a couple flights before that snow disappeared

And we planned it out together, but somewhere along the way

Those leaves in late November weren't the only thing to change

It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines

Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?

It's gonna be a long, long December in this heartbroke postcard town

There won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down

And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her

It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter

They're calling for a record low, but hell, who's even counting?

'Cause it's all gone downhill, and I ain't talking 'bout the mountains

Oh, ice and bourbon sure ain't working enough to warm me up

It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines

Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?

It's gonna be a long, long December in this heartbroke postcard town

There won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down

And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her

It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter

When I finally catch that red eye back to Tennessee

I hope no one asks why a sold-out flight's got an empty seat

It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines

Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?

It's gonna be a long, long December in this heartbroke postcard town

There won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down

And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her

It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter