You Ain't Goin Nowhere by Bob Dillon
OK. This is not new, but it is new to you. I had trouble creating a Folk-Rock page.
OK. This is not new, but it is new to you. I had trouble creating a Folk-Rock page.
G
Clouds so swift
Am
Rain won't lift
C
Gate won't close
G
Railings froze
G
Am Get your mind off wintertime
C G
You ain't goin' nowhere
Chorus
G Am
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
C
Tomorrow's the day
G
My bride's gonna come
G Am
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
C G
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
Chorus
Buy me a flute And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself To the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Chorus
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
Chorus
Clouds so swift
Am
Rain won't lift
C
Gate won't close
G
Railings froze
G
Am Get your mind off wintertime
C G
You ain't goin' nowhere
Chorus
G Am
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
C
Tomorrow's the day
G
My bride's gonna come
G Am
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
C G
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
Chorus
Buy me a flute And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself To the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Chorus
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
Chorus