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 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
The River Styx is high and wide
Cinder bricks and razor wire
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
Just 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
This 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...