
You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere Counting Crows
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Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
The railing froze
Get your mind on wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
I said Oh no
Are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Now I don't care
How many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
Pack up your money
Pick up your tent
You ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
I said Oh no
Are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Oh now, buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
The railing froze
Get your mind on wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
I said Oh no
Are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Now I don't care
How many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
Pack up your money
Pick up your tent
You ain't goin' nowhere
Ooh-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
I said Oh no
Are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Oh now, 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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