CHORUS:
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Where do bad folks go when they die?
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They don't go to heaven where the angels fly-y
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Go to a lake of fire and fry
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See ‘em again 'till the fourth of July
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I knew a lady, came from Duluth
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Bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
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She went to her grave just a little too soon
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Flew and laid down on the yellow moon
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People cry and people moan
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Look for a dry place to call their home
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Try to find some place to rest their bones
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While the angels and the devils try to make them their own
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