Schwa Lyrics

You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

Lyricist: Bob Dylan
Vocalist: Cliff Starbuck
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! 

First Played: May 27, 2000 Buckeye Lake Music Center - Hebron, OH

Last Played: January 27, 2001 Beehive Theater - Pittsburgh, PA

# Times Played: 4

% Played: 0.32 %

Shows Since 1st Played: 1233

Shows Since Last Played: 1156

1st set: 2

2nd set: 2

3nd set: 0

Encore: 0

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