(Mancos Kind of) Saturday Night

Well I’m a-headin’ up the valley

Gonna see my little Sally

And I ain’t a-comin’ home tonight

I’ll be fillin’ up a jug

And cuttin’ up a couple rugs

Because my girl knows how to do it right

Hell and gone tomorrow

Got some money I can borrow

I’ll be looking quite a sorry sight

And every penny that I got

Is goin’ straight into the pot

‘Cause it’s a Mancos kind of Saturday night

CHORUS

Meet me out tonight in Mancos

Moonshine, columbine, and a couple pairs of dancin’ shoes

Meet me out tonight in Mancos

It’s the only game in town and you can’t lose

Now Uncle Randy’s up on Grand

He ain’t a complicated man

But he knows how to get himself in deep

He’s got twenty thousand down

On a new place right outta town

But there’s some promises that he can’t keep   

When that whiskey starts a-flowin’

Ain’t no place that he’ll be goin’

But the bottom of a fifth of white

So don’t you deal another hand 

Unless you’re looking for some land

‘Cause it’s a Mancos kind of Saturday night

Five piece, Sally leadin’

I got my hands full just keepin’

Up with Turkey in the Straw

Randy’s looking too unstable

To be leaping on the tables

No one said it was against the law

In the morning with a warning

From the Sheriff and my clothes

A little torn I’ll find my way upright

Say it was in the name of love

And then I’ll head back to recover

From a Mancos kind of Saturday night