Wednesday, September 01, 2004

You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

"Genghis 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
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!" -- Spud Zimmerman

Full lyrics, approximately

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