Wednesday, December 22, 2010

You Ain't Goin' Nowhere


Clouds so swift

Rain won't lift

Gate won't close
Railing froze

Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere

Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
tailgates and subititutes

Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere



We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it
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