You Ain't Goin' Nowhere - Studio Outtake - 1971

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 going to 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 going nowhere
 Whoo-ee! Ride me high
 Tomorrow's the day
 My bride's going to come
 Oh, oh, are we gonna fly
 Down in the easy chair!
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 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 going to come
 Ooh, ooh, 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 going to come
 Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
 Down in the easy chair!