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Words and music: Bob Dylan Album: Slow Train Coming Special Rider Music 1979 Slow Train (Am) Sometimes I feel so low down and disgusted (Dm) (Am) Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions Are they lost or are they found, have they counted the cost it'll take to break down (Dm) (Am) All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon? (F) (Dm) (Am) There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend I had a woman down in Alabama She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic She said, "Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your messin' and straighten out You could die down here, be another accident statistic" There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend All that foreign oil controlling American soil, Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed Sheikhs walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend Man's ego's inflated, his laws are outdated, They don't apply no more, you can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin' In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend Big time negotiators, false healers and woman haters, Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency, All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting Oh, you know it cost more to store the food than it do to give it They say loose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions, They talk about a life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to live it There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin' boy she could destroy A real suicide case, but there was nothing I could do to stop it I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bendHome