Intro:

|G#m F#6 |E7+ D#m7 |G#m F#6 |E7+ D#m7 |
|G#m F#6 |E7+ D#m7 |Abm | |


G#mEvery F#6morning &lsquoE7+ ;bout halfD#m7 past eight,
My G#mMama F#6wakes me, says: "E7+ Don't be D#m7late",
G#mGet to the F#6office, tryin' to E7+ concenD#m7trate,
My G#mlife 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.


C#Minute after F#minute,
CSecond after Fsecond,
A#Hour after D#hour goesG# by,
C#Working for a F#rich girl,
CStaying just a Fpoor girl,
A#Never stop to wonder whD#7y. 


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.

Gitaarsolo over:
|Am G6 |F7+ Em7 |Am G6 |F7+ Em7 |
|Am G6 |F7+ Em7 |Am | |

AmEvery G6morning &lsquoF7+ ;bout halfEm7 past eight,
My AmMama wakesG6 me says: "F7+ Don't be Em7late",
I Amget to the G6office, tryin' to F7+ concentEm7rate,
My Amlife is like 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.


DMinute after Gminute,
C#Second after F#second,
BHour after Ehour goesA by,
DWorking for a Grich girl,
C#Staying just a F#poor girl,
BNever stop to wonder why.E7  


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,
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 Amlife is G6just a F7+ slow  Em7train [/D]craw[/C]ling [/B]up [/D]a  Amhill