Текст песни Burnin' Hell - John Lee Hooker

Everybody's talking 'bout that
Burning hell
Ain't no heaven and
Ain't no burning hell
Where I die, where I go
Nobody tell
I say, oh, can't nobody tell
'bout that burnin' hell

Yeah!
Yeah!

Well, mama told me
Papa did too
Go down to the church on Sunday
Get on your bended knee
Ask deacon Jones just to pray for you
I say, oh, ask deacon Jones
Oh Lord we praise you

Pampa!
Pampa pan!

Go down to the church on Sunday
Get on your bended knee
Told deacon Jones and say
Pray for me
Deacon Jones say son
Here my hand

Yeah
I'm going to yeah, yeah
Pray for you, if I do
Never pray no more

Yeah, deacon Jones
He prayed

Yeah
I don't feel
I don't form
They never think (?)
Show could you (?)
Ain't gone pray no more