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Slow Train (Live at Earls Court, London, UK - June 29, 1981)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
Fred Tackett
Fred Tackett
Guitar
Steve Ripley
Steve Ripley
Guitar
Willie "The Lion" Smith
Willie "The Lion" Smith
Keyboards
Tim Drummond
Tim Drummond
Bass
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Drums
Carolyn Dennis
Carolyn Dennis
Background Vocals
Regina McCrary
Regina McCrary
Background Vocals
Madelyn Quebec
Madelyn Quebec
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Rosen
Jeff Rosen
Producer
Steve Berkowitz
Steve Berkowitz
Producer
Gregg Geller
Gregg Geller
Producer

Lyrics

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 And 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 Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more, You can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin' In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave, Fools glorifying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 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 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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