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