Standing on the goneside of leaving She found her thumb and stuck it in the breeze She'll take anything that's going close to somewhere She can lay it down and live it like she please
But she ain't going nowhere she's just leavinng She ain't going nowhere she can't breathe in She ain't going home and that's for sure
She's not sittin' down and crying on her suitcase She has no second thoughts by the road But she's got feelings that need some repairing And she did not give a damn that it showed But she ain't going nowhere... [ steel - piano ] The wind had its way with her hair and the blues had their way with her smile And she had a way of her own like prisoners have a way with a file But she ain't going nowhere... She ain't going nowhere... And she ain't going home and that's for sure