Chords for Anais Mitchell, Jefferson Hamer & Rachel Ries- Way Down Hadestown

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_ _ _ _ [Bb] Here's some records for sale.
And both these guys, my friends, are so delightful [Ab] to see me in.
_ Beautiful records of the room, yes, I'd love to see [G] them.
And I'm going to lose to them out on a winter wind.
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [B] Thanks to the Tarte Food Truck Festival [Cm] for having us here. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ So the Tarte goes like this.
[Gm] _ _ Way [Fm] down in Hadestown, [G] way down under the [Cm] ground.
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_ _ _ _ [C] Follow that dollar [G] for a long way [Cm] down.
Far away [Gm] from the poor house [C] boys.
You can get to [F] hell or to Hadestown, [Cm] ain't no difference [Gm] anymore.
[C] Way [F] down in [C] Hadestown, way down under the ground. _ _ _
_ Hound dog [F] howling and whistle blow, [Cm]
jingle rolling, [Gm] clickety [C] clack.
Nobody knows [F] where that old chain [Cm] goes, those that go, [G] they don't come back [Cm] no more.
Way down [F] in Hadestown, [G] way down under the ground.
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[C] _ _ _ _ When the [F] sky is summer's all, [Cm] I hear that [G] high and [Bb] awesome sound.
[Cm] My heart [Fm] has been coming forth [Cm] to bring you home [Gm] to [C] Hadestown.
Way [F] down in Hadestown, way down [C] under the ground. _ _
_ _ Everybody dresses [F] in clothes so [C] fine, everybody's pockets are [Gm] weighted down.
[Cm] Everybody's sipping [F] on rose [C] wine or gold wine [G] in [Gm] Hadestown.
[C] Way [F] down in Hadestown, [C] way down under the ground. _ _ _ _
Everybody [Fm] hungry, everybody [C] tired, everybody's slaving by [G] the sweat of the brow.
[Cm] The wage is nothing, [Fm] the work is hard, [C] it's a graveyard [G] in Hadestown.
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Way down [F] in Hadestown, [C] way down under the ground.
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_ [C] _ _ _ A penny [F] in a wishing well, [C] every little nickel on [Gm] the ground.
[Cm] You find them [F] shiny little heads and [Cm] tails, where do you think [Gm] they come from?
They [C] come from way down [F] in Hadestown, way [G] down under the [Cm] ground. _ _
_ _ The [Fm] haters is a mean old [C] boss, a silver whistle and a [Gm] golden scale.
[Cm] _ I [F] ain't the way's the cost, [C] life or life, [Gm] so for sale.
[C] _ To the [F] king with the crummy and [Cm] thrones, to the [Gm] bottom of the sing sing [C] sound.
Little wheels [F] squeal and the big wheel [Cm] growl, you better forget [Gm] about your wishing well.
[Cm] Way down [F] in Hadestown, [C] way down under the ground. _ _ _ _ _
Sir Hades is a mighty king, must be making some mighty big deals.
Seems like he [F] owns everything, kinda makes you wonder [G] how he's here. _
_ _ I wanna teach [C] you.
Way [F] down in Hadestown, [C] way down under the ground.
_ Way [Fm] down in [F] Hadestown, [Cm] way down under the ground.
[C] _ Way down under the ground.
_ _ [Cm] Way [G] down under _ the [Cm] ground. _ _
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