Byrds - You Ain`t Goin` Nowhere
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GCloud so swift, the Amrain won't lift
CCeilings close, the Ggate is froze.
GGet you mind off Amwintertime,
CYou ain't goin' noGwhere.
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GOoo-wee, she Amrides me high,
ToCmorrow's the day my Gbride's gonna come
GOoh-ho, Are Amwe gonna fly,
Cdown in the easy Gchair.
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Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots,
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots,
You ain't goin' nowhere.
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I don't care how many letters they sent,
The morning came, the morning went.
So pack up your money, pull up your tent,
You ani't goin' nowhere.
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Genghis Kahn, he could not keep
All his men supplied with sheep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
After we get up to it.