You Ain't Goin' Nowhere
Bob Dylan: Basement Tapes (1967/1975)
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| Clouds so swift - | Rain won't lift - | Gate won't close - | Railings froze. |
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| Get your mind off | wintertime | - You ain't goin' no | where. |
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| Whoo-ee! | Ride me high - To | morrow's the day My | bride's gonna come. |
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| Oh, oh, are | we gonna fly, | Down in the easy | chair! | | | | |
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| I don't care how many | letters they sent - | Morning came and | morning went. |
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| Pick up your money and | pack up your tent | - You ain't goin' no | where. |
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| Whoo-ee! | Ride me high - To | morrow's the day My | bride's gonna come. |
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| Oh, oh, are | we gonna fly, | Down in the easy | chair! |
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| Buy me a flute and a | gun that shoots | - Tailgates and | substitutes. |
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| Strap yourself to the | tree with roots | - You ain't goin' no | where. |
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| Whoo-ee! | Ride me high - To | morrow's the day My | bride's gonna come. |
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| Oh, oh, are | we gonna fly, | Down in the easy | chair! | | | | |
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| Genghis Khan he | could not keep | - All his kings - Su | pplied with sleep. |
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| We'll climb that hill no | matter how steep | - When we get | up to it. |
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| | Whoo-ee! | Ride me high - To | morrow's the day My | bride's gonna come. |
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| Oh, oh, are | we gonna fly, | Down in the easy | chair! | |
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