Every morning 'bout half past eigh,
My Mamma 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 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.

Every morning 'bout half past eigh,
My Mamma 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,
secrnd after second
Hout 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,
My 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.