歌词
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh ho, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gates won't close
The 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 ho, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
I don't care how many letters they sent
The morning came and the 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 ho, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh ho, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We'll climb that mountain 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 ho, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh ho, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
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