You Ain't Goin' Nowhere--Bob Dylan Key: (Capo 2 ) Clouds so swift, rain won't lift, gate won't close, railings froze Get your mind off wintertime, you ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high, tomorrow's the day, my bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair! I don't care how many letters they sent, morning came and morning went. Pick up your money and pack up your tent, you ain't goin' nowhere. Whoo-ee! Ride me high, tomorrow's the day, my bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair! Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots, tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself to the tree with roots, you ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high, tomorrow's the day, my bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair! Genghis Khan, he could not keep, all his kings, supplied with sleep, We'll climb that hill no matter how steep, when we get up to it. Whoo-ee! Ride me high, tomorrow's the day, my bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair!
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