You Ain't Going Nowhere Lyrics by The Byrds

Fly so swift the rain won't lift
The gate won't close the railings frooze
Get your mind on winter time you ain't going nowhere
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
I don't care how many letters they sent
The morning came the morning went
Pack up your money pick up your tent you ain't going nowhere
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair

Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots you ain't going nowhere
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Now Gingus Kahn he could not keep
All his kings supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep when we get up to it
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair