Slow Movin' Outlaw

All your ol' stations are being torn down

And the high-flying trains no longer roar

The floors are all sagging with boards that are 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 quick draw, outlaw got to go?

The whiskey that once settled the dust

And tasted so fine, now taste so faint

And the memories 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 quick draw, outlaw got to go?

The land where I travel once fashion with beauty

Now stands with scars on her face

The wide-open spaces are closing in quickly

From the weight of the whole human race

And it's not that I blame them for claiming her bounty

I just wish they're 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?