Текст песни Bob Dylan — You Ain Goin Nowhere + аккорды для гитары
Вступление
[C]Clouds so swift, [Gm]rain won't lift,
[C]Gates won't close, the [C]railing's froze.
Get your mind off [Gm]winter time,
[C]You ain't goin' no[C]where.
{c:Chorus:}
[C]Oooo, Eeeee, [Gm]Ride me high,
[C]One of these days my [C]man's gonna come.
Oh Lord, [Gm]we gonna fly,
[C]Down in the easy [C]chair.
I don't care how many letters they sent,
Morning came and morning went.
Pick up your money and pack your tent,
But we still ain't goin' nowhere.
{c:Chorus.}
Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots,
Tailgates and substitutes,
Strap yourself with the tree with roots,
You ain't goin' nowhere.
{c:Chorus.}
Ghengis Khan he could not keep
All his kings supplied with reap.
Climb that hill no matter how steep,
We still ain't goin' nowhere.
{c:Chorus.}