The World's Slowest Blues

Dan Reeder

I've already gone my separate way 
There's so many things 
I don't dare to say 
And it cursed me 
As the band starts to play 
The World's Slowest Blues 

And the drum goes so slow 
It just drags behind 
Even I don't know 
What's on my mind 
So I sit and stare 
And I tap my chair 
To the World's Slowest Blues 

This all reminds me of that dream 
Where you try to run; you try to scream 
But your heavy feet 
Just drag to the beat 
Of the World's Slowest Blues 

And I've already gone my separate way 
There's so many things I don't dare to say 
And it cursed me 
As the band starts to play 
The World's Slowest Blues