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