Death Letter Blues

I got a letter this morning

how do

you reckon it read?

hurry the gal you love is dead

I got a letter this morning

how you reckon it read

he say, hurry, hurry

on account that gal you love is dead

I grabbed up my suitcase

I took off down the road

when I got there she was laying

on the coolin board

I grabbed up my suitcase

I took off down the road

when I got there

she was laying

lain on the coolin board:

well,

I walked up right close

I look down in her face

oh, good gal

gotta lay here til Judgment Day

I said I walked up right close

I said I look down in her face

oh, the good ol gal!

gotta lay here til judgment day:

look like ten thousand people

standing round the burying ground

I didn't know I loved her'til they laid her down

look like ten thousand

standing round the burial ground

yes i didn't know that i love her

til they laid her down:

well,

I fol up my arms

I slowly walk away

I say

Farewell honey. I see you Judgment Day.

yeah, oh yes

I slowly walk away

I see you Judgment Day:

you know

I didn't feel so bad 'til the good ol' Sun when down

I didn't have a soul

to throw my aroundarms

I didn't feel so bad

'til the good ol'Sun down

you know it's so hard to love

someone

don't love you

look like it ain't satisfaction

and what you do

yeah: so hard

someone

don't love you

seem like it ain't satisfaction

don't care what you do:

well,

I woke up this mornin

the break of day

just huggin the pillows

she used to lay

I say, Soon.

this mourning

at break of day

just huggin the pillows

where my good gal used to lay:

and i got up

this morning

feeling

round for my shoes

you know i must there

the walking blues

Soon.

this mourning

feeling round for my shoes

you know

nobody?

I must have the Walking Blues:

Hush!

thought I heard her call my name

it's wasn't so loud

it's so nice and plain