Down Bound Train

Chuck Berry2010年6月28日



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A stranger lying on a bar room floor


Had drank so much he could drink no more


And so he fell asleep with a troubled brain


To dream that he rode on that down bound train


The engine with blood was sweaty and damp


And brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp


And imps for fuel were shoveling 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 were foreigners and others he knew


Rich men in broadcloth beggars in rags


Handsome young ladies and wicked old hags


As the train rushed on at a terrible pace


Sulphuric fumes scorched 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 lighting flashed


Hotter and hotter the air became


Till their clothes were burned

And they were screaming with pain


Then out of the distance there came a yell

"Ha ha" said the devil we're nearing home


Oh how the passengers shrieked with pain


And begged old Satan to stop that train


The stranger awoke with an anguished cry


His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high


He fell on his knees on the bar room floor

And prayed a prayer like never before


And the prayers and vows were not in vain


For he never rode that down bound train