Cool Colorado

Cool Colorado, I'm coming to join you
I'm gonna sit on your benches and breathe in the wind here
Life is chill, the angels are caressing me
And I’m smoking in the streets without a care

A bit like the old days, far from my troubles
Where we just come to feel the warmth
And feel the softness of the wind, the mountains

Sweet Colorado, the radio's playing a cowboy tune
Sweet Georgia Brown in my hair
I’m smoking a corn paper cigarette

On the corner of Sixth
I’m coming from the North to meet the West
I’m dropping my bags at Lizzy’s in Denver City
That’s where the train lets me off

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Sweet, sweet Colorado
The band’s playing a rock 'n' roll song
Outside I feel the wind in my ears
Like a dream without waking up

Oh distant America
In the middle of nowhere
Today I feel like a breeze of freedom
And tomorrow I’m heading back West

Next stop, the City of Angels, Los Angeles
Where life is so cool with cool
Cool people in a cool, cool world

Welcome to chill out, man
Take a drag and look at the Sun
It’s rad dude, and you don’t give a damn
And just going high, so high

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