You Ain't Going Nowhere

Tom: G
 
G                     Am
Clouds so swift, the rain won't lift
     C                      G
The gates won't close, the railings froze
                    Am
Get your mind off wintertime
 C                  G
You ain't going nowhere 

G                     Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
     C                      G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
                    Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
 C                  G
Down in the easy chair

G                     Am
I don't care how many letters they sent
     C                      G
The morning came and the morning went
                    Am
Pick up your money, pack up your tent,
 C                  G
You ain't going nowhere

G                     Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
     C                      G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
                    Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
 C                  G
Down in the easy chair

G                     Am
Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
     C                      G
Tailgates and substitutes
                    Am
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
 C                  G
You ain't going nowhere

G                     Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
     C                      G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
                    Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
 C                  G
Down in the easy chair

G                     Am
Gengis Khan he could not keep
     C                      G
All his kings supplied with sleep
                    Am
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
 C                  G
When we get up to it

G                     Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
     C                      G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
                    Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
 C                  G
Down in the easy chair