Uploaded September 2015 | Updated September 2026, 4 hours ago

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LYRICS:
Clouds so swift rain won't lift
Gate won't close the railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' 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
The morning came and the morning went
So pick up your money and pack up your tent
You ain't goin' 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 substitutes
Tie yourself to a tree with roots
You ain't goin' 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 could not keep
All his men supplied with sleep
Gonna 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

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#notautotuned #notpitchcorrected

Word & Music by Bob Dylan.