You Ain't Going Nowhere

Clouds so swift, rain won't lift

Gate won't close railings froze

Get your mind off wintertime

You ain't goin' nowhere

Oo-ee, ride me high tomorrow's

The day my bride's gonna come

Oh no, 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

Oo-ee, ride me high tomorrow's

The day my bride's gonna come

Oh no, 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

Oo-ee, ride me high tomorrow's

The day my bride's gonna come

Oh no, 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

Just as soon as we get

The hell up to it and everybody says

Whoo-ee, ride me high tomorrow's

The day my bride's gonna come

Oh, no are we gonna fly down

In the easy chair?