Longhorn Saloon

I was a snow drifter born to ride alone
Dusty boots on powder, cresting peaks of stone
In the Longhorn Saloon, where the neon lights play
Jack Daniels Honey Jack keeps the cold at bay

I tuck my Stetson low, with my back to the wall
Watching cowboys dance, and the snowflakes fall
With every clinking glass, I feel that lonesome tune
In the heart of winter nights, in a crowded room

I'm a Million Dollar Cowboy, in those twinkling bar lights
Sipping whiskey by the fire, through these cold, cold nights
Every sip's a promise that I'll come back again
To the Longhorn Saloon, like a long-lost friend

Out on the slopes, with skis beneath my feet
The mountains stand tall, whisperin' secrets sweet
But it's the saloon at dusk, that calls my name
Where Jack Daniels Honey Jack fuels my flame

With a champagne gun slung low, like a six-shooter's charm
And a fur coat hanging heavy, wrapped tight 'round my arm
I'm the king of après, raising hell in the snow
Turning heads, shootin' Coronas, with outlaw flow

I'm a Million Dollar Cowboy, in those twinkling bar lights
Sipping whiskey by the fire, through these cold, cold nights
Every sip's a promise that I'll come back again
To the Longhorn Saloon, like a long-lost friend

There's a warmth in this place that no snowstorm can touch
In the laughter and love and the whiskey's gentle clutch
I ride the open trails with a wrist of gold
Carving stories in the snow, as the nights unfold

As the moon climbs high and the stars align
I think about that saloon, where the lights still shine
A western skier's dream, with a spirit so free
Born to drift on snow, where the sky meets the sea

I'm a Million Dollar Cowboy, in those twinkling bar lights
Sipping whiskey by the fire, through these cold, cold nights
With Corona and a smile, I'll be back again
To the Longhorn Saloon, like a long-lost friend