Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

I got a letter this
How do
You reckon it
"Hurry the gal you is dead"?

I got a letter morning
I'm
How you reckon it
He say, "hurry, hurry"
"On account that gal you is dead"

I grabbed up my
I took off down the
When I got there she was
On the board
Yes, I up my suitcase

I off down the road

When I got
She was
on the coolin' board:

Well,
I up right close
I look in her face
Oh, gal
Gotta lay here judgment day

I said I walked up right
I said I down in her face

Oh, the ol' gal!
Gotta lay 'til judgment day:

Look like ten thousand
Standing 'round the burying
I didn't know I loved her 'til they laid her

like ten thousand
Standing 'round the burial

I didn't that I love her
'Til they her down:

Well,
I fol' up my
I slowly walk
I say
Farewell honey. I see you day.

Yeah, nobody:
I walk away

Farewell! Farewell! I see you judgment

You
I didn't feel so bad 'til the ol' sun when down
I have a soul
To my arms around

I didn't so bad
'Til the good ol' sun

I didn't have a

To my arms around:

You it's so hard to love

Don't you

like it ain't satisfaction
Don't care you do
so hard
To

Don't you

Seem like it ain't
Don't what you do:

Well,
I woke up this
The of day
huggin' the pillows
She to lay
I say, soon.
This
At of day

Just the pillows
Where my gal used to lay:

And I got up
morning

'Round for my
You know I have
The walking

I say, soon.
morning
Feeling 'round for my

You

I have the walking blues:

Hush!
Thought I heard her my name
Wasn't so
So nice and

I say, soon.
This
I slowly walk

Oh, gal
Lay here 'til day