Where do bad folks go when they die? They don`t go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won`t see them again `till the fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon And flew away howling on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die? They don`t go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won`t see them again `till the fourth of July
People cry and people moan They look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make them their own
Where do bad folks go when they die? They don`t go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won`t see them again `till the fourth of July
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