Slow Movin' Outlaw (With Lacy J. Dalton)

All your stations are being torn down
 The high-flying trains no longer roar
 The floors are all sagging with boards at a suffering
 Not being used anymore
 And things are all changing the world's rearranging
 Time that will soon be no more
 So, where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw
 Got to go?
 The whiskey that once settled the dust
 Tasted so fine, now taste so faint
 And the memories that once floated out
 Come back stronger
 And more clearly with each drink you take
 And the women who warmed you
 You once thought so pretty
 Now look haggard and old
 So where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw
 Got to go?
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 This land that I travel, once fashion with beauty
 Now stands with scars on her face
 And the wide open spaces are closin' in quickly
 For the ways of the whole human race
 And it's not that I blame them for claiming her bounty
 I just wish that they're takin' her slow
 'Cause where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw
 Got to go?
 Tell me, where has a slow movin', once quick draw outlaw
 Got to go?