Lyrics

Slow Sam's cruising in his '62 ride
Windows down, no need to hide
Five miles per hour, taking it slow
Where he's headed, nobody knows

Oh, Slow Sam
Never in a jam
The world's in a hurry, but he don't give a damn
That's our Slow Sam

Traffic lights turn from red to green
Sam's still sitting there like a daydream
Honking horns and angry shouts
But what's the rush? Sam's got no doubts

Oh, Slow Sam
Never in a jam
The world's in a hurry, but he don't give a damn
That's our Slow Sam

His GPS says "arrival delayed"
Sam just smiles, he's got it made
Life's too short to race around
In the slow lane, peace is found

Cruising, cruising, no need to speed
Cruising, cruising, that's all you need
Cruising, cruising, follow his lead
Slow is the way, indeed, indeed

They say the tortoise beat the hare
Sam nods his head with a knowing stare
"The finish line's not going away
So why not enjoy the ride today?"

Oh, Slow Sam
Never in a jam
The world's in a hurry, but he don't give a damn
That's our Slow Sam

Oh, Slow Sam
Never in a jam
The world's in a hurry, but he don't give a damn
That's our Slow Sam
That's our Slow Sam