Key: G
G#F#B
Where do bad folks go when they die
G#C#B
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
G#F#B
They go to the lake of fire and fry
C#F#G#
Won't see 'em again 'til the fourth of July
G#F#G#)
EbmB
Now I knew a lady who came from Duluth
EbmBb
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
EbmB
She went to her grave just a little too soon
C#Ebm
and flew away howlin' on a yellow moon
(refrão)