歌词
Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
[00:49.39][01:33.41]You ain't goin nowhere
[00:53.06][01:37.03][02:06.34][02:21.14]Ooee, ride behind
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonning to come
[01:00.51][01:44.34][02:13.65][02:28.15]Oh oh, are we going to fly
[01:04.11][01:48.02][02:17.37][02:31.78]Down in the easy chair
I don't care how many letters they send
The morning came, morning went
Pack up your money, pick up your tent
[01:40.62][02:09.89][02:24.48]Tomorrow's the day my bride's going to come
Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots
Now Genghis Kahn, 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