You Ain't Going Nowhere (Live)

Clouds so swift

Rain won't lift

Gate won't close

Railings froze

Get your mind off wintertime

You ain't goin nowhere

Ooee ride behind

Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonning to come

Oh oh are we going to fly

Down in the easy chair

I don't care how many letters they send

The morning came morning went

Pack up your money pick up your tent

Tomorrow's the day my bride's going to come

Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots

Tailgates and substitutes

Strap yourself to a tree with roots

Now Genghis 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