Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

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

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

I up my suitcase
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
'Lain on the coolin'

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

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

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

like ten thousand people
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 that I love her
they laid her down:

Well,
I fol' up my
I walk away
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 the good ol' sun when down
I didn't a soul
To throw my around

I feel so bad
'Til the good ol' sun

I didn't a soul

To my arms around:

You know it's so to love

Don't you

Look it ain't satisfaction
care what you do
Yeah: so
To

Don't you

Seem like it satisfaction
Don't what you do:

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

Just huggin' the
my good gal used to lay:

And I got up
This

'Round for my
You know I must
The blues

I say, soon.
This
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.
morning
I slowly away

Oh, gal
Lay here judgment day