Song parody of
Slow Movin' Outlaw
by Waylon Jennings
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All your ol' stations are being torn down, and the high flying trains no longer roar
The floors are all sagging with boards, at a suffering from not being used anymore
Things are all changing, the world's rearranging a time that will soon be no more
Where has a slow movin', once quickdraw outlaw got to go?
The whiskey that once settled the dust, and tasted so fine now taste so faint
And the mem'ries that once floated out come back stronger
More clearly, with each drink you take
The women that warmed you once thought so pretty now look haggard and old
Where has a slow movin', once quickdraw outlaw got to go?
The land where I travel, once fashioned with beauty, now stands with scars on her face
The wide open spaces are closing in quickly from the ways of the whole human race
And it's not that I blame them for claiming her bounty
I just wish they were takin' it slow
'Cause where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw got to go?
Where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw got to go?
All your ol' stations are being torn down, and the high flying trains no longer roar
The floors are all sagging with boards, at a suffering from not being used anymore
Things are all changing, the world's rearranging a time that will soon be no more
Where has a slow movin', once quickdraw outlaw got to go?
The whiskey that once settled the dust, and tasted so fine now taste so faint
And the mem'ries that once floated out come back stronger
More clearly, with each drink you take
The women that warmed you once thought so pretty now look haggard and old
Where has a slow movin', once quickdraw outlaw got to go?
The land where I travel, once fashioned with beauty, now stands with scars on her face
The wide open spaces are closing in quickly from the ways of the whole human race
And it's not that I blame them for claiming her bounty
I just wish they were takin' it slow
'Cause where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw got to go?
Where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw got to go?
