All the old stations have been torn down
The high-flyin' trains no longer roll
The floors are all saggin' with boards that are softened
Are not being used any more
And things are all changing, the world's rearranging
Time that will soon be no more
So where has the slow movin'
Once quick-draw outlaw got to go
The whiskey that once settled the dust
And tasted so fine now tastes of pain
And the memories that once blotted out
Come back stronger and more clearly with each drink you take
And the women who warmed you
You once thought so pretty now are haggard and old
So where has the slow movin'
Once quick-draw outlaw got to go
This land that I travel, once fashioned with beauty
Now stands with scars on her face
The wide open spaces are closin' in quickly
With the weight of the whole human race
And it's not that I blame them for claimin' her bounty
I just wish that they'd taken her slow
'Cause where has the slow movin'
Once quick-draw outlaw got to go
Tell me, where has the slow movin'
Once quick-draw outlaw got to go