Testo You Ain't Going Nowhere - The Flying Burrito Brothers
Testo della canzone You Ain't Going Nowhere (The Flying Burrito Brothers), tratta dall'album Highway on the Prairie
The rain so swift
The clouds won't lift
The ravens froze
The gate won't close
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Now, I don't care how many letters they sent
The mornin' came, the mornin' went
Pack up your troubles, pick up your tent
You ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Take it, Pete
Little fiddle, Diggy
Now, Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings supplied with sleep
He'll climb that hill
No matter how steep
'Til he gets up to it
Ooh-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Down in the easy chair
One more time with the fiddle, Dig
Yeah, buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots
Honey, you ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Help me out here
Ooh-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Down in the easy chair
Ooh-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Take it home
You ain't goin' nowhere
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Dylan
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