You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

Counting Crows

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    Clouds so swift
    Rain won't lift
    Gate won't close
    Railings froze
    Get your mind off wintertime
    You ain't goin' nowhere
    Oo-ee! Ride me high
    Tomorrow's the day
    My bride's gonna come
    Oh no, 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
    Oo-ee! Ride me high
    Tomorrow's the day
    My bride's gonna come
    Oh no, 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 goin' nowhere
    Oo-ee! Ride me high
    Tomorrow's the day
    My bride's gonna come
    Oh no, 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
    Just as soon as we get the hell up to it
    And Everybody says
    Whoo-ee! Ride me high
    Tomorrow's the day
    My bride's gonna come
    Oh, no are we gonna fly
    Down in the easy chair!

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    Composition: Túlio Mourão

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