Tono: G
G
Am
Clouds so swift, the rain won't lift
C
G
The gates won't close, the railings froze
Am
Get your mind off wintertime
C
G
You ain't going nowhere
G
Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
C
G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
C
G
Down in the easy chair
G
Am
I don't care how many letters they sent
C
G
The morning came and the morning went
Am
Pick up your money, pack up your tent,
C
G
You ain't going nowhere
G
Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
C
G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
C
G
Down in the easy chair
G
Am
Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
C
G
Tailgates and substitutes
Am
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
C
G
You ain't going nowhere
G
Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
C
G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
C
G
Down in the easy chair
G
Am
Gengis Khan he could not keep
C
G
All his kings supplied with sleep
Am
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
C
G
When we get up to it
G
Am
Ooo-wee, ride me high
C
G
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Am
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
C
G
Down in the easy chair