We’re headed on a midnight train, southbound to a land known to be pretty hot. It’s not sizzling New Orleans, but I’m sure Hell’s pretty close in temperature to the city where care forgot.
THAT HELLBOUND TRAIN. That was the train the drunks and the sinners rode — the gambling men and the grifters, the big-time spenders, the skirt-chasers, and all the jolly crew.
This is a dramatic narration of Robert Bloch’s Hugo Award winning “That Hell Bound Train” on YouTube. It’s moving up fast like….a hellbound locomotive–pun intended.