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• Artiste: George Thorogood
• Titre: Hellbound Train
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A stranger lied on the barroom floor And drank so much he could drink no more And so he fell asleep with a troubled brain To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train The engine was bloody it was sweaty and damp And brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp An imp the fuel was shovelling bones While the furnace rang with a thousand groans The boiler was filled with lager beer The devil himself was the engineer The passengers were most a motley crew Some aboard that others he knew Rich men in broad cloth, beggars in rags Handsome young ladies and wicked old hags. As the train rushed on at a terrible pace Sulphur and fumes washed their hands and face Wider and wider the country grew Faster and faster the engine flew Louder and louder the thunder crashed Brighter and brighter the lightning flashed Hotter and hotter the air became Till the coals were burning with its quivering flame Then out of the distance there came a yell “Ah-ha!” said the devil “we're nearing hell!” Oh how the passengers jiggled with pain Begged old Satan to stop that train The stranger awoke with an anguished cry His coat wet with sweat and his hair standing high He fell to his knees on the barroom floor And prayed and prayed like never before And the prayers and vows were not in vain For he never rode that hell-bound train a-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha