How to get to Hadestown
You'll have to take the long way down
Through the underground, under cover of night
Laying low, staying out of sight
Ain't no compass, brother, there ain't no map
Just a telephone wire and the railroad track
Keep on walking and you don't look back
'Til you get to the bottomland

Wait for me, I'm coming
Wait, I'm coming with you
Wait for me, I'm coming too
I'm coming too

River Styx is high and wide
Cinderbricks and razorwire
Walls of iron and concrete
Hound dogs howling round the gate
Them dogs'll lay down and play dead
If you got the bones, if you got the bread
But if all you got is your own two legs
You best be glad you got 'em

Wait for me, I'm coming
Wait, I'm coming with you
Wait for me, I'm coming too
I'm coming too

You're on the lam, you're on the run
Don't give your name, you don't have one
And don't look no one in the eye
That town will try to suck you dry
They'll suck your brain, they'll suck your breath
They'll pluck the heart right out your chest
They'll truss you up in your Sunday best
And stuff your mouth with cotton

Wait for me, I'm coming
Wait, I'm coming with you
Wait for me, I'm coming too
I'm coming
Wait, wait, wait, wait

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Writer(s): Anais Mitchell