Текст (слова) песни: Counting Crows - You Ain`t Goin` Nowhere
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!
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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