Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

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

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

I grabbed up my
I off down the road
When I got she was laying
On the coolin'
Yes, I up my suitcase

I took off the road

When I got
She was
'Lain on the board:

Well,
I walked up close
I look down in her
Oh, gal
Gotta lay 'til judgment day

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

Oh, the ol' gal!
Gotta lay here 'til judgment

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

Look like ten
Standing 'round the ground

I didn't know that I her
'Til they laid her

Well,
I up my arms
I walk away
I say
Farewell honey. I see you day.

Yeah, nobody:
I slowly walk

Farewell! Farewell! I see you judgment

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

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

I didn't a soul

To throw my arms

You know it's so hard to

Don't you

Look like it satisfaction
Don't what you do
Yeah: so
To

Don't you

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

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

huggin' the pillows
Where my good gal to lay:

And I got up
morning

'Round for my
You I must have
The walking

I say, soon.
morning
Feeling 'round for my

You

I must the walking blues:

Hush!
Thought I her call my name
so loud
So and plain

I say, soon.
This
I walk away

Oh, gal
Lay here judgment day