Slow down, and live, my friend
Take time to understand
The things you hope to win
Before your journey's end
Slow down, down, and try to do
The things that's meant for you
You know the soul
You save could be your own

Little Sally Tremble
She was a Music City Queen
You can see her picture
In every magazine
Well, Sally's come a long way
From the life she left behind
As she had six gold records
And been married seven times

Slow down, and live, my friend
Take time to understand
The things you hope to win
Before your journey's end
Slow down, down, and try to do
The things that's meant for you
You know the soul
You save could be your own
Well, Albert Abernathy
Never spent a foolish dime, no
He's rising at the crack of dawn
You know he's working overtime
You know, he never told me
How much happiness he found
'Cause yesterday we laid the poor boy
In the finest grave in town
Slow down

Slow down, down, and live, my friend
Take time to understand
The things you hope to win
Before your journey's end
Slow down, down, and try to do
The things that's right for you
You know the soul
You save could be your own...