CHORUS:

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Where do bad folks go when they die?

 -4   5    5  5   5 5    -3”   2  -4’ -4’ -4’ -3
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly-y

 5  5  5  5   5   -4  -4   3
Go to a lake of fire and fry

-6’  -6 -6 -6   -6  -4   -4    -4 5 5 
See ‘em again 'till the fourth of July
 
 

 -3  -3 -3 -4 -3  -3”  -3  -3 -3
 I knew a lady, came from Duluth

-3  -3 -3 -3   -3 -3” -3” -3’ -3’
Bit by  a dog with a  rabid tooth

 3   -3  -3 -3   -3    -3 -3 -3 -4’ -4’  -3”
She went to her grave just a little too soon

 5    5   5    -4’ -3 -3” -3” -3  -3
Flew and laid down on the yellow moon

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People cry and people moan

-3   -3 -3 -3   -3  -3” -3”   -3’  -3’
Look for a dry place to call their home

-3  -3  -3   -3   -3   -3  -4’  -4’   -3’
Try to find some place to rest their bones

-3’   -3’  5  5   5   5  -4’ -4’ -3 -3” -3”  -3”  -3   -3 
While the angels and the devils try to make them their own

[REPEAT CHORUS]