Texas Heat & Garrison Gold

[Intro] [Slow, heavy 6/8 acoustic groove] [A weeping pedal steel guitar slowly pulls you in] [Deep, resonant bass guitar notes] [Verse 1] I used to think that comfort was a cold Kentucky pour A standard shelf of sour mash behind a tavern door I’ve looked for peace in shadows, chasing down a faded name Trying to find a steady hand to keep me in the game But then you hit my system like a midday summer sun And I realized that everything before you was outdone [Chorus] 'Cause you're as smooth... as a glass of Garrison Gold Aged in the Texas heat, beautiful and bold You got that sweet vanilla dynamic up front, keeping me true But honey, there's a barrel-proof fire inside of you I’ve been drunk on a lot of things, but nothing takes my breath Like a slow-sipping woman who can love a man to death [Verse 2] [Drums kick into a steady, soulful thud] Some girls are like a watered-down, easy-pleasing wine They pass right on through you and they vanish over time But baby, you're a heavy pour, distilled in a rugged place A masterpiece of iron-ore, of grit and saving grace You look just like an angel sitting quietly in the shade But you’re the strongest spirit that the Lone Star ever made [Chorus] 'Cause you're as smooth... as a glass of Garrison Gold Aged in the Texas heat, beautiful and bold You got that sweet vanilla dynamic up front, keeping me true But honey, there's a barrel-proof fire inside of you I’ve been drunk on a lot of things, but nothing takes my breath Like a slow-sipping woman who can love a man to death [Bridge] [Organ swells grow louder and warmer] Let 'em keep their standard bottles up in Tennessee 'Cause this Hill Country magic is the only thing for me You’re a rich and heavy luxury, a wild, uncharted spark The only fire I'll ever need to guide me through the dark [Guitar Solo - Soulful, slow blues-infused electric guitar with heavy sustain] [Chorus] 'Cause you're as smooth... as a glass of Garrison Gold Aged in the Texas heat, beautiful and bold You got that sweet vanilla dynamic up front, keeping me true But honey, there's a barrel-proof fire inside of you I’ve been drunk on a lot of things, but nothing takes my breath Like a slow-sipping woman who can love a man to death [Outro] [Music fades down to just a soft acoustic guitar and a low bass hum] Yeah, so smooth... Garrison Gold... That Texas heat... Keeps me true. [Final guitar strum rings out] [End], [END], [END]...