Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

I got a letter this
How do
You it read?
"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

I got there
She was
on the coolin' board:

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

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

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

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

Look ten thousand
Standing the burial ground

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

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

Yeah, with
I slowly walk

Farewell! Farewell! I see you day:

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

I feel so bad
the good ol' sun down

I didn't a soul

To throw my arms

You know so hard to love

Don't you

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

Don't you

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

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

Just the pillows
Where my good gal used to

And I got up
This

'Round for my
You I must have
The walking

I say, soon.
This
Feeling 'round for my

You

I must the walking blues:

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

I say, soon.
morning
I slowly away

Oh, gal
Lay here 'til day