You Ain’t Going Nowhere

[Verse 1]

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

Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots

Tailgates and substitutes

Strap yourself to the tree with roots

You ain't goin' nowhere

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