| I was standing out back as the sun sank on down.
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| I was thinking to myself about a long distant sound,
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| How the fury and the flame burned so bright
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| Then blew out and left town on a slow moving train.
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| On a slow moving train, from the West to the East,
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| With the hopes of a nation of salvation and peace,
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| All the people came out and they stood by the tracks,
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| As the slow moving train took him back.
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| It was the end of the road of a time and a place,
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| The end of a dream and sweet youth’ssmiling face,
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| The beginning of a lesson we’re still learning today,
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| Since he left on the slow moving train.
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| On that slow moving train, as he rested in peace,
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| 'cross the mountains and plains from the sea to the sea,
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| All the peoplecame out, the men took off their hats,
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| As that slow moving train took him back.
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| I wonder where would we be, if the bullets had failed,
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| If the young men with dreams had somehow prevailed,
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| Just a shot from the darkness and the whole world was changed,
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| They sent him home on a slow moving train.
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| On a slow moving train, from the West to the East,
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| With the hopes of a nation of salvation and peace,
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| All the people came out and they stood by the tracks,
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| As the slow moving train took him back.
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| He went home on that slow moving train. |