Текст песни Chuck Berry - Downbound train

A stranger lying on a bar room floorHad drank so much he could drink no moreSo he fell asleep with a troubled brainTo dream that he rode on that downbound trainThe engine with blood was sweaty and dampAnd brilliantly lit with a brimstone lampAnd imps for fuel was shoveling bonesWhile the furnace rang with a thousand groansThe boiler was filled with lots of beerThe devil himself was the engineer;The passengers were most a motley crewSome were foreigners and others he knew:Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in ragsHandsome young ladies and wicked old hagsAs the train rushed on at a terrible paceSulphuric fumes scorched their hands and faceWider and wider the country grew

Faster and faster the engine flewLouder and louder the thunder crashedBrighter and brighter the lightning flashedHotter and hotter the air becameTill their clothes were burnedAnd they were screaming with painThen out of the distance there came a yell"Ha ha", said the devil, "We're nearing home"Oh how the passengers shrieked with painAnd begged old Satan to stop that trainThe stranger awoke with an anguished cryHis clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high;He fell on his knees on the bar room floorAnd prayed a prayer like never beforeAnd the prayers and vows were not in vainFor he never rodeThat downbound train
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