Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Hiatt
Vocals
Bernie Leadon
Guitar
David Ranson
Guitar
James Hooker
Hammond Organ
Kenneth Blevins
Drums
Sonny Landreth
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hiatt
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glyn Johns
Producer
Larry Hirsch
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Keith Odle
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Schiff
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
When I was a boy,
I thought it just came to you
But I never could tell what's mine
So it didn't matter anyway
My only pride and joy
Was this racket down here
Banging on an old guitar
And singin' what I had to say
I always thought our house was haunted
Cuz nobody said "boo" to me
I never did get what I wanted
But now I get what I need
It's been a slow turning
From the inside out
A slow turning
But you come about
A slow learning
But you learn to sway-ah-hay-hay-hay
A slow turning, baby
Not fade away, not fade away, not fade away
Now I'm in my car
Ooh, I got the radio on
Now I'm yellin' at the kids in the back
Cuz they're banging like Charlie Watts
You think you've come so far
In this one horse town
Then she's laughing that crazy laugh
Cuz you haven't left the parkin' lot
Time is short and here's the damn thing about it
You're gonna die, gonna die for sure
**And you can learn to LIVE with love or without it
But there ain't no cure
It's just a slow turning
From the inside out
A slow turning
But you come about, ya
A slow turning, baby
But you learn to sway-ah-hay-hay-hay
A slow turning
Not fade away, not fade away, not fade away
Not fade away, not fade away
A slow turning, a slow turning,
A slow turning, a slow turning
Writer(s): John Hiatt
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