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Buck Ramble — When the Money Ain’t Never Over

Found in dusty reels marked “Goodnight Trail Sessions,” these are the long-lost recordings of Buck Ramble — the saloon singer turned silver-screen storyteller who lived long enough to see cowhands become celebrities.

Every track is a campfire sermon in rhythm: part truth, part tall tale.
He sings about lawmen, outlaws, faith, denial, women, whiskey, and the strange mercy of knowing too much.
By the time the record closes with the title track, Buck’s world has shifted from trail dust to camera lights — but the heart’s still out there under the same sky.

Restored by Volant Records (All Worlds Reserved®).

Genre: Frontier Folk / Western Blues / Spoken Americana

“Stories are cheaper than bullets — but hit just the same.”

The Prairie Sings a Hymn

Miracle on a Winters Day

“Sometimes the hardest part of heartbreak isn’t the goodbye it’s the questions that are left behind. When someone you love slips away, you’re stuck with silence, wondering what went wrong, wishing you could have just one more answer, one more moment, one more chance.
This next song is about that empty chair, that unanswered prayer, and the ache of not knowing. It’s called ‘Where Did You Go.’”


Where Did You Go

[Verse 1] 
Sunday morning, rain on the hood 
Old Chevy parked where it’s always stood 
Rust on the fender, fog on the glass 
Tin roof drummin’ on a rearview past 
 
[Pre-Chorus] 
Ain’t got no hurry, ain’t got no plan 
Just me and this storm, tryin’ to understand 
 
[Chorus – Red Dirt Style] 
Let the rain fall, let the world spin 
Let my heart keep time with the rhythm I’m in 
However it comes, don’t need it to change 
I’m alive right here in this Sunday morning rain 
 
[Verse 2] 
Flags hang slack, street’s runnin’ slow 
Paper on the driveway, ink bleeds low 
Cigarette smoke curls, drifts through the air 
Sky writes its songs, like nobody cares 
 
[Pre-Chorus] 
Can’t buy this peace, can’t put a price 
The storm lays it out, cold as ice 
 
[Chorus – Red Dirt Style] 
Let the rain fall, let the world spin 
Let my heart keep time with the rhythm I’m in 
However it comes, don’t need it to change 
I’m alive right here in this Sunday morning rain 
 
[Bridge] 
Let the water wash out the dust and the grind If heaven’s got a rhythm, I’ll meet it in the line 
 
[Final Chorus – Red Dirt Style] 
Let the rain fall, let the world spin 
Let my soul keep time with the rhythm I’m in 
However it comes, don’t need it to change 
I’m alive right here in this Sunday morning rain 
 
[Outro] 
Yeah, I’m alive right here 
In this Sunday morning rain 


Sunday Morning Rain

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