WHERE AM I GOING NOW? 

Looking at it from the outside, people are going to think it's us.

Who recently drove two VP's away, and not on a Greyhound bus...

We just accepted one VP was gone, when the grapevine spread the news.

You're going off to Reebok, instead of beer, you'll be selling shoes.

So let's reminisce awhile, about your years with us at Coors.

Many exciting things happened, since you wandered through those doors.

It apparently wasn't long from the time you bought your house,

When some demented guy down South, found a little mouse...

You kept your head held high, not showing any fear.

Not even blinking an eye last summer, when we almost ran out of beer.

I won't mention those ammonia leaks, which propelled people through the doors.

Yes, there have been many great memories, since you came to us at Coors...

Scurrying for a plane or a meeting, like a bulldozer or a plow,

And always asking someone, "Where am I going now?"

But the decision you made to leave was probably right, but wow!

Do you ever really know Dick, Where you are going NOW?

You're off to Reebok wearing the best tenny runners, of course!

Now you won't be afraid to fix a roof, or chase a crazy horse.

Watching you leaving us will certainly take its toll,

So let's get ready everybody...TO ROCK & ROLL....

Written by,

Bonnie Johnson-May