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Rancho Deluxe

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Release Date: 1975
Label: United Artists





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Track Listing:

1. Rancho Deluxe (Main Title) — 2:47
        Jimmy Buffett
2. Ridin’ In Style — 3:06
        Jimmy Buffett
3. Left Me with a Nail to Drive — 2:32
        Jimmy Buffett
4. Cattle Truckin’ — 4:05
        Jimmy Buffett
5. Countin’ the Cows Ev’ry Day — 2:40
        Jimmy Buffett
6. The Wrangler — 3:28
        Jimmy Buffett
7. Rancho Deluxe (End Title) — 3:00
        Jimmy Buffett
8. Livingston Saturday Night — 2:34
        Jimmy Buffett
9. Some Gothic Ranch Action — 3:18
        Jimmy Buffett
10. Wonder Why We Ever Go Home — 4:26
        Jimmy Buffett
11. Fifteen Gears — 6:19
        Jimmy Buffett
12. Can’t Remember When I Slept Last — 6:19
        Jimmy Buffett
13. Rancho Deluxe — 6:19
        Jimmy Buffett








The Rancho Deluxe by Jimmy Buffett

A rustler’s daydream, thoughts of jail
Dust clouds rising, tearing down the trails
Got our plans made, to make a few bucks
Buy a spread called rancho deluxe

No we’re not outlaws, or common thieves
Just a few aces, with cards up our sleeves
We’ve gotta gamble, gotta take a chance
Want to see the whole show, and not just one dance

Yeah we got to try and find a way
We’re gonna laugh, we’re gonna drink, we’re gonna play
Just bouncin’ around the mountains day to day

Oh crazy mountain, they named you well
White men and red men, stories we heard tell



 Ridin’ In Style by Jimmy Buffett

Instrumental



 Left Me with a Nail to Drive by Jimmy Buffett

(Vocals by Roger Bartlett)
Well it’s the same old story
Another mobile home broken up
Well I’m eatin’ off of a paper plate
Drinkin’ from a paper cup
She caught me with another woman
I guess I’m lucky to be alive
Well she stole my car
And left me a nail to drive

She caught me with another woman
I guess I’m lucky to be alive
Well she stole my car
And left me a nail to drive

Yeah she stole my car
And left me a nail to drive



Cattle Truckin’ by Jimmy Buffett


Instrumental



Countin’ the Cows Ev’ry Day by Jimmy Buffett


Oh i’m just a cowboy, an old hired hand
Never seen nothin’ majestic or grand
I just received a great big tax return
Now I’m off to las vegas with money to burn
It’s been a while since I last left this town
Bought a new suit and I’m Nevada bound
Gonna make It, gonna break It, I’ve been there before
Nothin’s gone wrong, this town’s such a bore

Aw, the train leaves at seven, all go to heaven
Nothin’ here to make me stay
’cause that las vegas glitter sure beats kitty litter
Countin’ the cows ev’ry day

Guitar Solo

Chorus



The Wrangler by Jimmy Buffett


Instrumental



Rancho Deluxe (End Title) by Jimmy Buffett


Cold blue morning, the game is done
Nobody lost and nobody won
So shuffle the cards up, play it again
Really don’t matter, if we lose we still win

Yeah we got to try and find a way
We’re gonna laugh, we’re gonna drink, we’re gonna play
Just bouncin’ around the mountains day to day

Oh crazy mountain, they named you well
White men and red men, stories that we heard tell
You’re so mellow from your timber wine
From your sweet grass foothills, to your timberline

Ah yeah we gotta try and find a way
Gonna laugh, we’re gonna drink, we’re gonna play
Oh bouncin’ around the mountains day to day



Livingston Saturday Night by Jimmy Buffett


You got your Tony Lama’s on your jeans pressed tight
You take a few tokes make you feel alright
Rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night
Got the pickup washed and you just got paid
With any luck at all you might even get laid
‘Cause they’re pickin’ and a kickin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night

Yeah now listen to the sound of the hot country band
Boot heels a’ shufflin’ on the dance floor sand
Drink a little, think a little, shoot a little pool
Hittin’ on the cuties right outta high school
Sixteen may get ya twenty, that’s all right
‘Cause they’ll be rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night

Guitar and Piano Solo

Yeah well now some folks smoke, some folks chew
Some do both for any excuse
Rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night
It ain’t the same old west, no that’s for sure
But I think beats anything that’s here before
Rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night

So want you listen to the sound of the hot country band
Boot heels a’ shufflin’ on the dance floor sound
Play some pong, sing a song, shoot a little shit
And if the fightin’ starts just don’t get hit
And if the cowboys still can’t find a thing in town to do
Well there’s a whorehouse on the edge of town where anybody able to screw

Guitar and Harmonica Solo

Yeah but just listen to the sound of the hot country band
Boot heels a’ shufflin’ on the dance floor sound
Play some pong, sing a song, shoot a little shit
And if the fightin’ starts just don’t get hit
And if the cowboys still can’t find a thing in town to do
Well there’s a whorehouse on the edge of town where anybody able to screw

Yeah now we’re just a rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night
One more time baby, now boys
Rockin’ and a rollin’ on a Livingston Saturday Night



Some Gothic Ranch Action by Jimmy Buffett


Instrumental



Wonder Why We Ever Go Home by Jimmy Buffett


Years grow shorter not longer
The more you’ve been on your own
Feeling’s for moving grow stronger
So you wonder why you ever go home
Wonder why you ever go home
Wonder why you ever go home



Fifteen Gears by Jimmy Buffett


Instrumental



Can’t Remember When I Slept Last by Jimmy Buffett


Yes and I can’t remember when I slept last
I do believe I’m driving on the brink
If I get off this mighty long haul
Gonna sit right down and buy myself a drink

Yes and I can’t remember when I slept last
I do believe I’m driving on the brink
If I get off this mighty long haul
Gonna sit right down and buy myself a drink

Yes and I can’t remember when I slept last
I do believe I’m driving on the brink
If I get off this mighty long haul
I’m gonna sit right down and buy myself a drink

Yes and I can’t remember when I slept last
I do believe I’m driving on the brink
If I get off this mighty long haul
I’m gonna sit right down and buy myself a drink



Rancho Deluxe by Jimmy Buffett


Instrumental