Where the bad folks go when they die
They don't go to Heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See em' again 'til the 4th of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bitten by a dog with a rabbit tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
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
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See em' again 'til the 4th of July
People cry, people moan
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
Go to a lake of fire and fry
See em' again 'til the 4th of July
Official Artist-Approved Licensed
Lyrics from Gracenote
Lyrics Terms of Use
Add Tag
RickGuitarist94
this song is fun to play on guitar.
xmusicxfreak82x
Haha, this is a really fun song to sing.
headbangmusic
I really love the singing kicks you up