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(Trace Adkins/Bobby Terry) Come on in son have a seat Don't mind the screams,don't mind the heat It's been like this round here for a long,long time We haven't had the chance to meet But I've heard about you on TV And I think we're gonna get along just fine I can't help but notice You look somewhat surprised Did ya think son after what you've done The Lord would let you slide Welcome to Hell your new home You did the crime now you'll do the time Right where you belong Welcome to Hell end of the line Your final sin got you in And now your soul is mine Welcome to Hell I hope for your sake you're the kind That can stand to burn 'til the end of time 'Cause that's exactly what you're gonna do There's some ots left on the lake of fire Where we send your kind to retire Letras de cancionesAnd I picked out a nice little hot spot just for you I've got one last thing to tell ya And let me make this clear I don't know what you've been told But there ain't no virgins here Welcome to Hell your new home You did the crime now you'll do the time Right where you belong Welcome to Hell end of the line Your final sin got you in And now your soul is mine Welcome to Hell Your final sin got you in And now your ass is mine Welcome to Hell Welcome to Hell,boy You're gonna love it From Letras Mania