Yellow Jacket Banquet

Dust on my boots

Paystub folded in my back pocket

Clocked out

Hit that rusted door

Same bar

Same busted jukebox

You’re lined up in that cooler

Gold label winkin’ through the frost

Bartender knows just what I’m after

Before I even talk

Yellow jacket

Raise it up high

Tailgate halo in a Friday sky

That Banquet buzz

Sweet and slow

From the first cold sip to the last call glow

Yellow jacket

That’s my kind of night

Little bit of trouble in a can of light

If I’m drinkin’ one thing

You know what I mean

Yellow jacket Coors Banquet is my drink

Old friends at the corner table

Pickup stories and bad tattoos

Her laugh carryin’ through the neon

Eyes the same brown as my boots

One hand on my shoulder

Other stealin’ sips from me (hey!)

Says

"You and that yellow can

Always save the best for me"

Yellow jacket

Raise it up high

Tailgate halo in a Friday sky

That Banquet buzz

Sweet and slow

From the first cold sip to the last call glow

Yellow jacket

That’s my kind of night

Little bit of trouble in a can of light

If I’m drinkin’ one thing

You know what I mean

Yellow jacket Coors Banquet is my drink

Could chase that high with anything stronger

But this right here just lasts me longer

Simple

Honest

Cold and clean

Like the boy I was

And the man I’ve been

Yellow jacket

Raise it up high

Tailgate halo in a Friday sky

That Banquet buzz

Sweet and slow

From the first cold sip to the last call glow

Yellow jacket

That’s my kind of night

Little bit of trouble in a can of light

If I’m drinkin’ one thing

You know what I mean

Yellow jacket Coors Banquet is my drink