Bob Dylan - Slow Train guitar chord

Slow Train

by Bob Dylan

from the album Slow Train Coming

Special Rider Music 1979

(best if sung alone or for large angry crowds)

(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

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Man's ego's inflated, his laws are outdated,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 bend