On the road to hell there was a railroad track

Aw, come on!

And a train coming up from way down below

That was not six months!

Better go and get your suitcase packed
Guess it's time to go
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from the poorhouse door
Either get to hell or to Hadestown
Ain't no difference anymore!
Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground
Hound dog howl and the whistle blow
Train come a-rollin, clickety-clack
Nobody knows where that old train goes
Those who go they don't come back
They go

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Winter's nigh and summer's o'er
Hear that high and lonesome sound
Of my husband coming for
To bring me home to Hadestown

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Down there, it's a bunch of stiffs
Brother, I'll be bored to death
Gonna have to import some stuff
Just to entertain myself
Give me morphine in the tin
Give me a crate of the fruit of the vine
Takes a lot of medicine
To make it through the wintertime

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Everybody dresses in clothes so fine
Everybody's pockets are weighted down
Everybody's sipping ambrosia wine

In a goldmine in Hadestown

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Everybody hungry
Everybody tired
Everybody slaves by the sweat of his brow
The wage is nothing and the work is hard
It's a graveyard in Hadestown

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Every little penny in the wishing well
Every little nickel on the drum

On the drum!

All them shiny little heads and tails
Where do you think they come from?
They come from

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

Mr. Hades is a mean old boss

With a silver whistle and a golden scale

An eye for an eye!

And he weighs the cost

A lie for a lie!

And your soul for sale

Sold!

To the king on the chromium throne

Thrown!

To the bottom of a Sing Sing cell

Where the little wheel squeals and the big wheel groans

And you better forget about your wishing well

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground

And on the road to hell there was a railroad car
And the car door opened and a man stepped out
Everybody looked and everybody saw
It was the same man they'd been singing about

You're early!

I missed you

Mr. Hades is a mighty king
Must be making some mighty big deals
Seems like he owns everything

Kind of makes you wonder how it feels

All aboard...
One, two
A-one, two, three, four

Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground
Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground
Way down under the ground
Way down under the ground

Copyright: Exploration Group LLC
Writer(s): Anais Mitchell