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You Ain't Goin' Nowhere  Undefined

[G]Clouds so swift, [Am]The rains fallin' in,
[C]Gonna see a movie
[G]Called 'Gunga Din'
Pick up your money
[Am]Put up your tent in the wind
[C]You ain't a-goin'nowhere.[G]

Chorus:
     [G]Oooo, Eeeee, [Am]Ride me high,
     [C]One of these days my [G]Bride's a gonna come.
     Oh Oh, [Am]we gonna fly,
     [C]Down in the easy [G]chair.

Ghengis Khan
And his brother Don
Could not keep on keepin' on
Who'll climb that bridge
After it's gone
After we're way past it.

Chorus.

Gonna buy me some rings
And a gun that sings
A flute that toots
And a bee that stings
A sky that cries
And a bird that flies
A fish that walks
And a dog that talks!

Chorus.

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Mr303 (report)

Here are the actual lyrics from Dylan's website.



You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

Clouds so swift
Rain won’t lift
Gate won’t close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we 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 goin’ nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s 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 the tree with roots
You ain’t goin’ nowhere
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Genghis Khan
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
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day
My bride’s gonna come
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!