- Song Title:“When You Gonna Wake Up”
- Album: <<Slow Train Coming>>
- Singer: Bob Dylan
- Album Time: 8.20 1979
- Company:Columbia Records
God don’t make promises that He don’t keep
You got some big dreams baby,
But in order to dream you gotta still be asleep.
When you gonna wake up,
when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
Strengthen the things that remain ?
Counterfeited philosophies have polluted all of your thoughts
Karl Marx has got ya by the throat,
Henry Kissinger’s got you tied up in knots.
When you gonna wake up,
when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
Strengthen the things that remain ?
You got innocent men in jail, your insane asylums are filled
You got unrighteous doctors dealing drugs
That’ll never cure your ills.
When you gonna wake up,
When you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
Strengthen the things that remain ?
You got men who can’t hold their peace
And woman who can’t control their tongues
The rich seduce the poor
And the old are seduced by the young.
When you gonna wake up
when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
Strengthen the things that remain ?
Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools
You got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules.
When you gonna wake up,
when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
strengthen the things that remain ?
Spiritual advisors and gurus to guide your every move
Instant inner peace
And every step you take has got to be approved.
When you gonna wake up,
when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
Strengthen the things that remain ?
Do you ever wonder just what God requires ?
You think He’s just an errand boy
To satisfy your wandering desires.
When you gonna wake up,
when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
And strengthen the things that remain ?
You can’t take it with you and you know
That it’s too worthless to be sold
They tell you,
‘Time is money’ as if your life was worth its weight in gold.
There’s a man up on a cross and He’s been crucified for you
Believe in His power that’s about all you got to do.
When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake up
And strengthen the things that remain ?
- Song Title:“When He Returns”
- Album: <<Slow Train Coming>>
- Singer: Bob Dylan
- Album Time: 8.20 1979
- Company:Columbia Records
The iron hand it ain’t no match for the iron rod,
The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God.
For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears
It is only He who can reduce me to tears.
Don’t you cry and don’t you die and don’t you burn
For like a thief in the night, He’ll replace wrong with right
When He returns.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through,
He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew.
How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?
Will I ever learn that there’ll be no peace, that the war won’t cease
Until He returns?
Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your mask,
He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask.
How long can you falsify and deny what is real?
How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?
Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned,
He’s got plans of His own to set up His throne
When He returns.
- Song Title:“Slow Train”
- Album: <<Slow Train Coming>>
- Singer: Bob Dylan
- Album Time: 8.20 1979
- Company:Columbia Records
Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
Can’t help but wonder what’s happenin’ to my companions,
Are they lost or are they found,
Have they counted the cost it’ll take to bring down
All their earthly principles they’re gonna have to abandon?
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
I had a woman down in Alabama,
She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic,
She said, “Boy, without a doubt,
Have to quit your mess and straighten out,
You could die down here,
Be just another accident statistic.”
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
All that foreign oil controlling American soil,
Look around you, it’s just bound to make you embarrassed.
Sheiks walkin’ around like kings,
Wearing fancy jewels and nose rings,
Deciding America’s future from Amsterdam and to Paris
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
Man’s ego is inflated, his laws are outdated,
They don’t apply no more,
You can’t rely no more to be standin’ around waitin’
In the home of the brave,
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave,
Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
And there’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters,
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,
All non-believers
and men stealers talkin’ in the name of religion
And there’s a slow,
Slow train comin’ up around the bend.
People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
Oh, you know
It costs more to store the food than it do to give it.
They say lose your inhibitions,
Follow your own ambitions,
They talk about a life of brotherly love,
Show me someone who knows how to live it.
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
Well, my baby went to Illinois
With some bad-talkin’ boy she could destroy
A real suicide case,
But there was nothin’ I could do to stop it,
I don’t care about economy,
I don’t care about astronomy
But it sure do bother me
To see my loved ones turning into puppets,
There’s a slow, slow train comin’ up around the bend.
