Аккорды Bob Dylan - You Ain't going nowhere

 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 
 
 Ooo-wee, ride me high
 Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
 Ooh, ooh, 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
 Pick up your money, pack up your tent,
 You ain't going nowhere
 
 Ooo-wee...
 
 Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
 Tailgates and substitutes 
 Strap yourself to the tree with roots
 You ain't going nowhere
 
 Ooo-wee...
 
 Gengis Khan he could not keep
 All his kings supplied with sleep
 We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
 When we get up to it
 
 Ooo-wee...