G#m G#m
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
C#m G#m
Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions,
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Are they lost or are they found,
have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down
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All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon?
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
G#m
I had a woman down in Alabama,
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She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic,
She said, "Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out,
C#m G#m
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic."
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
G#m
All that foreign oil controlling American soil,
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Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed.
Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings,
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Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
G#m C#m
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more,
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You can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin'
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave,
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Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
G#m
Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters,
C#m G#m
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,
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All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
G#m
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
C#m G#m
Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it.
They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions,
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They talk about a life of brotherly love, show me someone who knows how to
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live it.
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
G#m
Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin' boy she could destroy
C#m G#m
G# real suicide case, but there was nothin' I could do to stop it,
I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy
C#m G#m
But it sure do bother me to see my loved ones turning into puppets,
E C#m G#m
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.