Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
The railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Now I don't care
How many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent
You ain't goin' nowhere

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Come on and buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Go on strap yourself
To a tree with roots
'Cause you know you still ain't goin' nowhere

Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We will climb that hill
No, no, no matter how steep
Just as soon, just as soon
Just as soon as we get up, get up to it
Well everybody say
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!

I said
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!
Well everybody say
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
That my bride's gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down into the easy chair!
Now one more time
Whoo-ee! Won't you ride me high
Tomorrow is the day
That my bride is gonna come
I said oh, no, are we gonna fly
Down into the easy chair!