Get on board, get on board,
get on board till the end of the line
Get on board, get on board,
want your ticket for the end of time
In West Virginia at the bottom of the map
Three roads cross that
Cumberland Gap
Where 25 east makes a southward bend
And Interstate 58 comes to an end
Get on board, get on board
Get on board to the end of the line
In the of summer, sun overhead
Hot blue blazes, not shades of red
Kentucky, Virginia, Tennessee
Converge all around
as you can see
Stand at the crossroads if you dare
Deal with the devil, but have a kid
Get on board, get on board
Get on board to the end of the line
If you got nerve, what range you lack
Meet at the crossroads,
don't turn back
Jack met the devil with a bottle in his hand
Full of moonshine liquor,
his personal brand
Essence of starlight, oh, you can stand
Brute in hell,
like the devil's command
Get on board, get on board
Get on board to the end
of the line
Jack didn't care to die or to live
Didn't need nothin' the
devil could give
Devil said, Jack,
you're an upright man
One in ten thousand you understand
Stout at heart and a dozen times true
I just might sell my soul to you
Get on board, get on board,
get on board to the end of the line
Middle of summer, sun overhead,
hot blue blazes, nine shades of red
Jack said, Satan,
I appreciate the compliment
and reciprocate
Politics got more deceit than you
Stand me a glass of
your homemade brew
Get on board, get on board
Get on board to the end of the line
Get on board, get on board
Punch your ticket for the end of time
Punch your ticket for the end of time
Get on board, get on board
Get on board, get on board