You Ain't Going' Nowhere
Bob Dylan, 1971· Songs Well-Known in America · p.376
G Am
Clouds so swift, Rain won't lift
C G
Gate won't close, Railings froze
G Am
Get your mind off wintertime
C G
You ain't going' nowhere
Chorus:
G Am C
Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day
G Am
My bride's gonna come, 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 going' nowhere. (Chorus)
Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain't going' nowhere. (Chorus)
Genghis Khan He could not keep,
All his kings supplied with sheep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it. (Chorus)