Anaïs Mitchell – Way Down Hadestown (Guitar)

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Follow that dollar for a long way down

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Far away from the poorhouse door

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Either get to hell or to Hadestown

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Ain't no difference anymore

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Way down under the ground

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Hound dog howl and the whistle blow

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Train comes a-rollin' clickety-clack

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Nobody knows where that old train goes

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Those who go they don't come back

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Winter's nigh and summer's o'er

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I hear that high and lonesome sound

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Of my husband coming for

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To bring me home to Hadestown

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Everybody dresses in clothes so fine

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Everybody?s pockets are weighted down

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Everybody sipping ambrosia wine

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In a goldmine in Hadestown

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Everybody hungry, everybody tired

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Everybody slaves by the sweat of his brow

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The wage is nothing and the work is hard

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It's a graveyard in Hadestown

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Every little penny in the wishing well

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Every little nickel on the drum

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All them shiny little heads and tails

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Where do you think they come from?

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They come from way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Mister Hades is a mean old boss

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With a silver whistle and a golden scale

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An eye for an eye!

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And he weighs the cost

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A lie for a lie!

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And your soul for sale

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To the king on the chromium throne

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To the bottom of a sing-sing cell

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Where the little wheel squeal and the big wheel groan

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And you better forget about your wishing well

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Mr. Hades is a mighty king

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Must be making some mighty big deals

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Seems like he owns everything

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Kind of makes you wonder how it feels

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Way down Hadestown

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Way down under the ground

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Way down under the ground

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Way down under the ground