written by Young/Young/Phelps/Martin/Kenney 
From the album "Songs from the Grass String Ranch" 
Corrections welcome. 
 
 
INTRO:    D  G  D  G  D 
 
                                   G 
Well I stayed out all night long, cookin a pig for the party 
                                  D 
Daddy knockin on my door, he said boy you got to do your chores 
                                       G 
I'm gonna get me a cup of coffee, and eat me a honey bun 
             A             D 
When the sun goes down, my buddes come around 
      G             A           D        D (stop) 
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun 
 

[Refrão]
             G    G/F#   G                      D 
Down at the Grass String Ranch, we're gonna get wild 
         G       G/F#  G                    A7        A 
Ain't no barbed wire fences baby, just our style 
            G 
We like our big beat music with a little romance 
      D                      Bm 
We're livin our lives by the seat of our pants 
         G                       A7    A       D 
Hey now life's a gas down at the Grass String Ranch 
 
 
Well I got me a girl at the party, her name is a Mary Jane Jones 
I'm not sure, but I think she's the cure for the lovestruck shape I'm in 
She's got skinny long legs, long bond hair, and sweet little honey buns 
When her body shakes the whole world quakes 
I tell ya she's a son of a gun 
 
CHORUS 
 
SOLO 
 
CHORUS 2: 
 
Down at the Grass String Ranch, we're gonna get wild, wild wild 
Ain't no barbed wire fences baby, just our style 
We like our rock n roll music with a little romance 
We're livin our lives by the seat of our pants 
Hey now life's a blast down at the Grass String Ranch 
Oh yeah, there ain't no strings attached down at the Grass String Ranch