HERMES
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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 Hadestown
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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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PERSEPHONE
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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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EURYDICE
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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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ORPHEUS
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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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FATES
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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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ORPHEUS & HERMES
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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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Sold!
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To the king on the chromium throne
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Thrown!
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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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EURYDICE
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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 |