The Byrds You Ain't Going Nowhere written by Bob Dylan
Roger McGuinn vocals/guitar
Chris Hillman bass/vocal
Gram Parsons guitar/vocals
Kevin Kelly drums
J.D. Maness steel guitar
G Am
Fly so swift the rain won't lift
C G
The gate won't close the railings frooze
Am C G
Get your mind on winter time you ain't going nowhere
G Am C G
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
G Am C G
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
G Am
I don't care how many letters they sent
C G
The morning came the morning went
G Am C G
Pack up your money pick up your tent you ain't going nowhere
G Am C G
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
G Am C G
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
SOLO
G Am
Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
C G
Tailgates and substitutes
G Am C G
Strap yourself to a tree with roots you ain't going nowhere
G Am C G
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
G Am C G
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
G Am
Now Gingus Kahn he could not keep
C G
All his kings supplied with sleep
Am C G
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep when we get up to it
G Am C G
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
G Am C G
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
G Am C G
Ooh we ride me high tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
G Am C G
Oh oh are we gonna fly down in the easy chair
Copyright @ 1967 Dwarf Music
From The Byrds "Sweetheart Of The Rodeo" LP
Columbia Records 1968
