Byrds - You aint goin nowhere
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Written by Bob Dylan. This is The Byrds version.
GClouds so swift, the rAmain won't lift
The gCates won't close, the rGailings froze
Get your mind off wiAmntertime
YCou ain't going nowhGere
GOoo-wee, ride me high Am
TomorCrow's the day my bride'Gs gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonAmna fly
DCown in the easy chaGir
GI don't care how many Amletters they sent
The mCorning came and the morGning went
Pick up your money, Ampack up your tent,
YCou ain't going nowhGere
GOoo-wee, ride me high Am
TomorCrow's the day my bride'Gs gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonAmna fly
DCown in the easy chaGir
BGuy me a flute and a guAmn that shoots
TailgCates and substitutes G
Strap yourself to thAme tree with roots
YCou ain't going nowhGere
GOoo-wee, ride me high Am
TomorCrow's the day my bride'Gs gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonAmna fly
DCown in the easy chaGir
GGengis Khan he could nAmot keep
All hCis kings supplied with Gsleep
We'll climb that hilAml no matter how steep
WChen we get up to itG
GOoo-wee, ride me high Am
TomorCrow's the day my bride'Gs gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonAmna fly
DCown in the easy chaGir
ENJOY!