burning hell Chords.wmv by John Lee Hooker, Canned Heat

We got about ten now.
You know, like I told you, it don't take me no three days to do no album, so.
Why don't you go for a triple album?
Well, you go for a triple album, we gotta go for triple money.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You got lots of money.
_ [C] This is a hit album, don't worry about that money.
I'm rollin'.
You got to worry about that now, Lee.
Nothing but the best is later for the garbage.
What's that?
_ [Ab] Natural facts.
Alright, we gonna do a little thing here, but I'm _ hitting that groovy spot, but I'm
gonna wait till tomorrow to really hit the groove.
You know, I dig this kid's harmonical, you know.
I don't know how he follow me, but he do.
You must have looked through my records all your life.
[B] _ _
See, I can't lose you.
_ _ [Ab] You know a guy called Pig?
They call him Pig Pen.
Yeah.
Old boy of mine. _
_ You know, he live [G] _ _
[Ab] way out in the country, you know.
You know where he live at?
He live outside.
Yeah.
He go out there among the pigs and chickens and he calls himself Cookin', you know what I mean?
_ His wife can cook, but Pig can't cook.
Does he grow stuff?
Yeah, he, yeah.
_ His wife's a good cook, but you know, Pig tried to cook, but you know, he, you know,
I'm a good cook.
I can eat your cooking, man.
But you know, he_
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Everybody talking about it.
Burning Hill. _
_ Ain't no heaven, ain't [Em] no _ burning hill. _
Where I die, where I go, ain't nobody tell. _
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
_ [E] _ _ All right.
_ _ _ I'm going to Deacon Jones.
_ Yeah, yeah.
I went down to the church house.
_ I got down on my bending knee.
I prayed. _
I prayed _ all night.
I prayed.
_ Deacon Jones prayed for me.
_ Yeah, yeah.
[Em] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Bb] _ I went down to [Ab] the church house.
I [E] got down _ on my knee. _
I prayed.
_ Deacon Jones prayed for me.
_ He said, son, _ hear my hand.
_ He, he, he.
All right.
_ Ain't no heaven, ain't no burning hill.
Ain't no heaven, _ ain't no heaven, no burning hill.
_ Where I die, where I go, _ nobody tell.
Hey, hey. _
No, no.
_ No, no. _
No burning hill.
No burning.
_ No burning.
Burning hill.
_ Ain't no burning hill.
_ Ain't no burning hill.
No burning hill.
Where I die, _ in my grave, _ nobody know where I'm going.
_ Ain't no heaven, ain't no hell.
_ Where I die, _ nobody tell.
_ Hey, hey. _
Hey, hey.
_ Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
_ Deacon Jones.
Deacon Jones.
_ Deacon Jones.
Prayed for me.
I don't believe.
_ I don't believe.
Ain't no heaven.
_ I don't believe.
Ain't no hell. _
Where I die, _ where I go, nobody know.
_ No, no.
Hey, hey.
_ Hey, hey.
Hey, hey. Hey, hey. _
Hey, hey.
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _