You Ain't Going Nowhere

(альбом: Years In The Making - 2018)

Rain so swift
Cloud won't lift
Gate won't close
The railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't going nowhere

Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, we're gonna fly
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

Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, we're gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself
To the tree with roots
You ain't going nowhere

Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, we're gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, Lord, we're gonna fly
Down in the easy chair