Il testo della Death letter

I got a letter this mornin, how do you reckon it read?
It said, "hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead."
I got a letter this mornin, i say how do you reckon it read?
You know, it said, "hurry, hurry, how come the gal you love is dead?"

So, i grabbed up my suitcase, and took off down the road.
When i got there she was layin on a coolin board.
I grabbed up my suitcase, and i said and i took off down the road.
I said, but when i got there she was already layin on a coolin board.

Well, i walked up right close, looked down in her face.
Said, the good ole gal got to lay here til the judgement day.
I walked up right close, and i said i looked down in her face.
I said the good ole gal, she got to lay here til the judgement day.

Looked like there was 10,000 people standin round the buryin ground.
I didn't know i loved her til they laid her down.
Looked like 10,000 were standin round the buryin ground.
You know i didn't know i loved her til they damn laid her down.

Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul.
I wouldn't mistreat you baby, for my weight in gold.
I said, lord, have mercy on my wicked soul.
You know i wouldn't mistreat nobody, baby, not for my weight in gold.

Well, i folded up my arms and i slowly walked away.
I said, "farewell honey, i'll see you on judgement day."
Ah, yeah, oh, yes, i slowly walked away.
I said, "farewell, farewell, i'll see you on the judgement day."

You know i went in my room, i bowed down to pray.
The blues came along and drove my spirit away.
I went in my room, i said i bowed down to pray.
I said the blues came along and drove my spirit away.

You know i didn't feel so bad, til the good ole sun went down.
I didn't have a soul to throw my arms around.