Lyrics You Ain't Goin' Nowhere - Joan Osborne
Clouds
so
swift
Rain
won't
lift
Gate
won't
close
Railings
froze
Get
your
mind
off
wintertime
You
ain't
going
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!
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
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
going
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!
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!
1 Quinn The Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)
2 Spanish Harlem Incident
3 Tryin' to Get to Heaven
4 Highway 61 Revisited
5 Buckets of Rain
6 Ring Them Bells
7 Tangled Up In Blue
8 Masters of War
9 Rainy Day Women #12 & 35
10 Dark Eyes
11 You Ain't Goin' Nowhere
12 You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
13 High Water (For Charley Patton)
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