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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hadestown Original Broadway Company
Vocals
Liam Robinson
Piano
Robinson Morse
Bass
Marika Hugues
Cello
Ben Perowsky
Drums
Brian Drye
Trombone
Michael Chorney
Guitar
Dana Lyn
Violin
Afra Hines
Vocals
Ahmad Simmons
Vocals
Amber Gray
Vocals
André De Shields
Vocals
Eva Noblezada
Vocals
Jessie Shelton
Vocals
Jewelle Blackman
Vocals
John Krause
Vocals
Kay Trinidad
Vocals
Khaila Wilcoxon
Vocals
Kimberly Marable
Vocals
Patrick Page
Vocals
Reeve Carney
Vocals
T. Oliver Reid
Vocals
Timothy Hughes
Vocals
Yvette Gonzalez-Nacer
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anaïs Mitchell
Composer
Liam Robinson
Vocal Arranger
Michael Chorney
Orchestrator
Todd Sickafoose
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anaïs Mitchell
Producer
Brandon Chevere
Assistant Engineer
Matt Soares
Assistant Engineer
Neal Shaw
Assistant Engineer
Mara Isaacs
Co-Producer
David Lai
Producer
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer
Todd Sickafoose
Producer
Isaiah Abolin
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
On the Road to Hell there was a railroad track
(Mmm)
Oh, come on!
There was a train comin' up from way down below (mm)
That was not six months!
Better go and get your suitcase packed, guess it's time to go
She's gonna ride that train
Ride that train
She's gonna ride that train
Ride that train!
She's gonna ride that train 'til the end of the line
Mmm
'Cause the King of the Mine is coming to call
Mmm
Did you ever wonder what it's like on the underside?
Way down under
On the yonder side?
Way down yonder
On the other side of his wall
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from the poorhouse door
You 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
Everybody tryin' to get a ticket to go
But those who go they don't come back
They goin'
Way down Hadestown
Way down under the ground
(Ha!)
Winter's nigh and summer's o'er
Hear that high, 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 a 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
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
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
(Haha, whoa)
(Yeah, way down Hadestown baby)
(I'm the man your mother warned you about, hey)
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
On the Road to Hell, there was a railroad car (mmm)
And the car door opened, and a man stepped out (mmm)
Everybody looked and everybody saw
It was the same man they'd been singin' 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
A-one, a-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
Writer(s): Anais Mitchell
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