(stefandenouden@hotmail.com) G - 320003 Am- x02210 C - x32010 G Clouds so swift Am Rain won't lift C Gate won't close G Railings froze Am Get your mind off wintertime C G You ain't goin' nowhere Am Whoo-ee! Ride me high C Tomorrow's the day G My bride's gonna come 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! 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!
source: tabsrus.nl



recorded at: Les Schwab Amphitheatre
additional lyricist: Bob Dylan
lyricist: Bob Dylan
composer: Bob Dylan
musicbrainz_work_id: 6000dea9-6416-396a-8c4a-2f4f5e784a57
Language: english
Mood: Yearning; Bittersweet; Warm; Relaxed; Amiable/Good-Natured; Freewheeling; Light; Searching; Playful; Lazy; Ramshackle
Theme: Late Night; Comfort; Hanging Out; Affection/Fondness
Style: Album Rock; Folk-Rock; Psychedelic/Garage; Singer/Songwriter; Country-Rock; Rock & Roll