Paroles de Death Letter Blues
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?Well I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
It say, "Hurry, hurry! For the girl you love is dead."
Well I packed up my suitcase, and took off down the road
When I got there, she was on the cooling board
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
Well it say, "Hurry, hurry! For the girl you love is dead."
Well well well well...
Well I walked 'round her close, looked straight down in her face
Said good girl, you got to lay there till your Judgment Day
I will... right up, looked down in her face
Said you got to lay there till your Judgment Day
'Cause I got a letter this morning, how the hell do you reckon it read?
It looked like there was 10,000 people
Standin' around the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her, until I let her down
It looked like there was 10,000 people
Standin' around the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her, until I let her down
I got a letter this morning, just how the hell do you reckon it read?
Well, the minutes seemed like hours, and hours seemed like days
[?] But the blues came out along and drove my spirit away
I went down to my room, said down to pray
The blues came along and drove my spirit away, and drove my spirit away
Well I got a letter this morning, how the hell do you reckon it read?
Well I got a letter this morning...
Well it say, "Hurry, hurry! For the girl you love is dead."
Well well well well...
Well I walked 'round her close, looked straight down in her face
Said good girl, you got to lay there till your Judgment Day
I will... right up, looked down in her face
Said you got to lay there till your Judgment Day
'Cause I got a letter this morning, how the hell do you reckon it read?
It looked like there was 10,000 people
Standin' around the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her, until I let her down
It looked like there was 10,000 people
Standin' around the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her, until I let her down
I got a letter this morning, just how the hell do you reckon it read?
Well, the minutes seemed like hours, and hours seemed like days
[?] But the blues came out along and drove my spirit away
I went down to my room, said down to pray
The blues came along and drove my spirit away, and drove my spirit away
Well I got a letter this morning, how the hell do you reckon it read?
Well I got a letter this morning...
