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A texas cowboy sat down on the bar room floor
haveing drunk so much he could drink no more
so he fell asleep with a troubled brain
to dream that he rode on a hell bound train

The engine with murderous blood was damp
And was brillantly lit with a brimestone lamp
An im for fuel was shoveling bones
while the furnace rang with a thousand groans.

The boiler was filled with lager beer
and the devil himself was the enginer
The passengers were a most motley crew
Church member, atheist, gentile and Jew.

Rich men in broad cloth, beggers in rags
handsome young ladies and withered old hags
Yellow and black men, read, brown and white
ALl chained together- O God what a sight!

While the train rused on at a awful pace-
the sulphurrous fumes scorched their hands and face
Wider and wider the country grew
as faster and faster the engine flew

Louder and louder the thunder crashed
And brighter and brighter the lighting flashed
Hotter and hotter the air became
till the clothes were burned from each quivering frame

And out of the distace there arose a yeall
"Ha ha" said the devil "were nearing hell"
There oh how the passengers all shrieked with pain
and begged the devil to stop the train

But he capered about and danced with glee
And laughed and joked at their misery
"My faithful friends you have dont the work
And the devil never can a payday shirk."

"You've bullied wtih weak, youve robbed the poor
The starving brother you've turned from the door
You've laid up gold where the canker rust
And given free vent to you beastly lust"

"You've justice scorned and corruption sown,
and trampled the laws of nature down
You have drunk, rioted, cheated, plundered and lied
And have mocked at god in your hell born pride"

"you have paid full fare so Ill carry you through,
For its only right you should have your due
Why the laborer always expects his hire
So Ill land you safe in the lake of fire"

"Where your flest will waste in the flames that roar,
And my imps torment you forevermore."
The the cowboy awoke with a anquished cry
His clothes wet with sweat and hair standing high

Then he prayed as he had never prayed till that hour
To be saved from his sin and the demons power
And his prayers and vows were not in vain
For he never rode the hell bound train.
--author unknown