Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

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

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

I up my suitcase
I off down the road
I got there she was laying
On the board
Yes, I up my suitcase

I off down the road

I got there
She was
'Lain on the board:

Well,
I walked up right
I down in her face
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 know I loved her they laid her down

Look like ten
Standing 'round the burial

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

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

Yeah, nobody:
I slowly away

Farewell! Farewell! I see you judgment

You
I feel 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 have a soul

To throw my arms

You know it's so to love

Don't you

Look it ain't satisfaction
Don't what you do
so hard
To

Don't you

Seem like it satisfaction
Don't care you do:

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

I say, soon.
morning
Feeling 'round for my

You

I must the walking blues:

Hush!
I heard her call my name
Wasn't so
So and plain

I say, soon.
morning
I slowly walk

Oh, gal
Lay 'til judgment day