- a + #. [G]Where do bad folks [F]go when they [Bb]die? + [G]They dont go to heaven where the a[C]ngels f[Bb]ly + [G]They go down to the lake of [F]fire and [Bb]fry + [C]Wont see them again till the f[F]ourth of[Bb] Ju[G]ly + + Ref: + [Dm]I knew a lady who [Bb*]came from Duluth + [Dm]She got bit by a dog with a [A]rabid tooth + [Dm]She went to her grave just a [Bb*]little too soon + [C*]And she flew away howling on the [Dm*]yellow moon + + #. = 1. + + Ref: + Now the people cry and the people moan + They look for a dry place to call their home + And try to find some place to rest their bones + While the angels and the devils + Fight to claim them for their own