rancho de Maria Avec ces tuiles roses et ses bouquets de mimosas Pour peu que l'on en cause tout le monde vous dira Comment fut acquitte le p'tit rancho
sun There to greet a working man when his day is done I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch
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room at the rhythm ranch Ride your pony, let's dance Uh-huh, baby, that's the rhythm ranch Chicken dumplings and big bands Tuning it up at the rhythm ranch
on the road [Cult Leader, spoken] Hey guys! I got that, uh, wiper fluid for you. [sung] It was a big day on Jesus Ranch, Jesus Ranch. He was harvesting
vois la scene et tous les gens devant. Derriere le rideau, j?entends tous les bravos, Des que je joue mon premier accord. Chorus: Quand moi je vais chanter au Ranch
it up at the rhythm ranch [Incomprehensible] romance Uh huh, baby, that's the rhythm ranch Yeah, that's the rhythm ranch That's the rhythm ranch That's the rhythm ranch
to greet a working man when his day is done I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch Eldorado
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ground Drivin' through Jersey headed for D.C. Look at all the boarded up factories All the kings men have a summerhouse in France But you and me live on the radiation ranch
ranch The big ranch, the big ranch Let's go down to the big ranch The big ranch, the big ranch Let's go down to the big ranch The big ranch, the big
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I'm on a red dirt road windin' up to a sky of blue And I left the blacktop back about a mile or two No more sittin' at home leave the TV and the telephone
It's killin? me to write the word goodbye I've wadded up and tossed a thousand tries We both know the reason there ain't nothing to explain But I know
I had a heck of a time gettin' into my house today There was a big ass U-Haul trailer in my way And she was headed for the car so I grabbed my old guitar
One, two, three, four You spun your web back a Sunday or two I ain't never met nobody like the likes of you You got me preachin' the news You turned
I can feel your goodbye comin' like a storm up from the South The rain'll splatter at the back door, the wind'll whistle 'round the house So it's you