Written by bob dylan

Clouds so swift
Rain wont lift
Gate wont close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You aint goin nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrows the day
My brides gonna come
Oh, oh are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

I dont care
How many letters they send
Morning came and morning went
Pack up your money
Pick up your tent
You aint goin nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrows the day
My brides 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 a tree with roots
You aint goin nowhere
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrows the day
My brides gonna come
Oh, oh are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

Now genghis kahn
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
Well climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it
Whoo-ee ride me high
Tomorrows the day
My brides gonna come
Oh, oh are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

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