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, comin round 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, you gotta quit your mess and straighten out,
You could die down here, be just another accident statistic."
There's a slow, slow train comin, coming round the bend.
Excerpted from Bob Dylan's Slow Train