G

Clouds so swift

Am

Rain won't lift

C

Gate won't close

G

Railings froze

G am

Get your mind off wintertime

C g

You ain't goin' nowhere

G am

Whoo-ee! ride me high

C

Tomorrow's the day

G

My bride's gonna come

G am

Oh, oh, are we gonna fly

C g

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! ?



Djenghis 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!




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