Anaïs Mitchell - Way Down Hadestown lyrics

HERMES Follow that dollar for a long way down Far away from the poorhouse door You either get to hell or to Hadestown There ain't no difference anymore, 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 PERSEPHONE Winter's nigh and summer's o'er I 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 EURYDICE Everybody dresses in clothes so fine Everybody's pockets are weighted down Everybody sipping ambrosia wine In a goldmine in Hadestown Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground ORPHEUS 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 FATES 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 Hadestown, way down Way down under the ground ORPHEUS & HERMES Mister 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 squeal and the big wheel groan And you better forget about your wishing well Way down Hadestown Way down under the ground EURYDICE 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 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