Every Morning Bout Half Past Eight,

My Mummer Wakes Me Says,

"Don't Be Late",

Get To The Office, Tryin' To Concentrate,

My Life Is Just A Slow Train Crawling Up A Hill.



So I Stop One Day To Figure It Out,

I'll Quit My Job Without A Shadow Of A Doubt,

To Sing The Blues That I Know About,

My Life Is Just A Slow Train Crawling Up A Hill.



Minute After Minute,

Second After Second,

Hour After Hour Goes By,

Working For A Rich Girl,

Staying Just A Poor Girl,

Never Stop To Wonder Why.



So Here I Am In London Town,

A Better Scene Iüm Gonna Be Around,

The Kind Of Music That Won't Bring Me Down,

My Life Is Just A Slow Train Crawling Up A Hill.



Every Morning (a)bout Half Past Eight,

My Mummer Wakes Me Says,

"Don't Be Late",

I Get To The Office, Tryin' To Concentrate,

My Life Is Like A Slow Train Crawling Up A Hill.



So I Stop One Day To Figure It Out,

I'll Quit My Job Without A Shadow Of A Doubt,

To Sing The Blues That I Know About,

My Life Is Just A Slow Train Crawling Up A Hill.



Minute After Minute,

Second After Second,

Hour After Hour Goes By,

Working For A Rich Girl,

Staying Just A Poor Girl,

Never Stop To Wonder Why.



So Here I Am In London Town,

A Better Scene I'm Gonna Be Around,

The Kind Of Music That Won't Bring Me Down,

Life Is Just A Slow Train.



So Here I Am In London Town,

A Better Scene I'm Gonna Be Around,

The Kind Of Music That Won't Bring Me Down,

My Life Is Just A Slow Train Crawling Up A Hill