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Slow Train Comin' Down
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I was born, on down the Road;
My Mother died there, from the cold;
My father tried the best he could
But he couldnt help, cause I Aint no good;
mmm, Some men should never be free,
Men like me;
Woman keeps on waiting,
For something good to come from me;
But I aint got nothin, I aint got no money;
I'm Stuck here, in this life,
with no chance for parole;
Oooh, Slow train, comin down;
Lord Take me away, today;
Lord Take me Away today,
Woman you gave me, LORD
She Burned my soul away...
I was born, on down the Road;
My Mother died there, from the cold;
My father tried the best he could
But he couldnt help, cause I Aint no good;
mmm, Some men should never be free,
Men like me;
Woman keeps on waiting,
For something good to come from me;
But I aint got nothin, I aint got no money;
I'm Stuck here, in this life,
with no chance for parole;
Oooh, Slow train, comin down;
Lord Take me away, today;
Lord Take me Away today,
Woman you gave me, LORD
She Burned my soul away...
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