Johnny Dowd & Billy Cote - Bound For Hell Lyrics

Lyrics Bound For Hell - Johnny Dowd & Billy Cote



Faith flies off the mountain everyday
There's no parachute, there's no prayer to say
Yes, my faith flies off the mountain every, every single day
There's no parachute, no goddamn prayers to say
Frightened little monkey up a telegraph pole
He's sending out a signal to somebody, please, somebody
I wanna hear a song, makes me believe in something
I wanna hear a song, makes me believe in something
I wanna hear a song, makes me believe
There's something to believe in
I wanna hear a song that makes me believe I had a dream
I was riding on a train, wasn't bound for glory
I was riding on a train that's bound for hell
I was riding on a train, wasn't bound for glory, that's for sure
I was riding on a train that's bound, bound for hell
The engine with human blood was damp
The headlight was her brimstone lamp
And then for fuel I shoveled in bones
And the furnace roared with a thousand groans
Tank was filled with lager beer
Devil himself was a engineer
Passengers were a mixed up crew
Churchman, atheist, Jew
The rich in broadcloth, poor in rags
Handsome girls and wrinkled hags
Black men, yellow, red and white
Chained together, a fearful sight
Train rushed on at an awful pace
The sulfur fumes burned hand and face
Wilder and wilder the country grew
Faster and faster the engine flew
Loud and terrible the thunder crashed
Whiter and brighter lightning flashed
Hotter still the air became
The clothes was burn from each shrinking frame
There came a fearful ear splitting yell
Yell Satan, "The next stop's hell"
T'was then the passengers shrieked with pain
And begged the devil to stop the train, stop the train
He shrieked and roared, grinned with glee
Mocked and laughed at their misery
"My friends, you've bought your seats on this road
I've got to get through with a complete load"
You've bullied the weak, you've cheated the poor
You starving tramp, you turned from the door
You've laid up gold, your purses bust
You've given play to your beastly lust
You've mocked God in your hell borne pride
Killed, you've cheated, plundered and lied
You've come across men, you've swore and you've stole
Not a one but a splurge and in body and soul
Paid full fare and I'll carry you through
If there's one don't belong, I'd like to know who
And here's a time when I ain't no liar
Land that will save you, a land of fire
Flesh will scorch, flames that roar
You'll sizzle scourge from to core
Stop, stop, stop the train
Stop, stop, stop the train
Stop, stop, stop the train
Stop, stop, stop the train
And I awoke with a thrilling cry
My clothes were wet, my hair stood high
And I prayed as I've never until that hour
To be saved from hell and the devil's power
Prayers and vows were not in vain
I paid no fare on the hell bound train
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop in the name of love
Stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop



Writer(s): David Jay, Daniel Gaston Ash, Kevin Haskins


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