Slow Train
Bob DylanVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
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 bring down
All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon?
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 mess and straighten out,
You could die down here, be just 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.
Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings,
Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more,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
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
There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend.
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
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,
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 nothin' 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 bend.
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Readable chord sheet for Slow Train by Bob Dylan
[Am]Sometimes I feel so low-down and dis[Am]gusted Can't help but [Dm]wonder what's happenin' to my com[Am]panions, Are they [Am]lost or are they found, have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down [Dm]All their earthly principles they're gonna have to a[Am]bandon? There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend. [Am]I had a woman down in Alabama, She was a ba[Dm]ckwoods girl, but she sure was realis[Am]tic, She said, "Boy, without a doubt, have to quit your mess and straighten out, You could d[Dm]ie down here, be just another accident s[Am]tatistic." There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend. [Am]All that foreign oil controlling American soil, Look around [Dm]you, it's just bound to make you embarras[Am]sed. Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings, Decid[Dm]ing America's future from Amsterdam and to Pa[Am]ris There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend. [Am]Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't ap[Dm]ply no more, You can't rely no more to be standin' around wa[Am]itin' In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave, [Dm]Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate S[Am]atan There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend. [Am]Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters, [Dm]Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposit[Am]ion But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency, All non[Dm]-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of re[Am]ligion There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend. [Am]People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting Oh, you know it [Dm]costs more to store the food than it do to gi[Am]ve it. They say lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions, They talk about a life of b[Dm]rotherly love, show me someone who knows how to [Am]live it. There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend. [Am]Well, my baby went to Illinois with some bad-talkin' boy she could destroy A real [Dm]suicide case, but there was nothin' I could do to stop [Am]it, I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy But it sure[Dm] do bother me to see my loved ones turning into p[Am]uppets, There's a [F]slow, slow train [Dm]comin' up around the [Am]bend.