Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

I got a letter mornin, how do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your is dead."
I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you it read?
You know, it said, "Hurry, hurry, how come the gal you is dead?"

So, I up my suitcase, and took off down the road.
When I got she was layin on a coolin board.
I grabbed up my suitcase, and I and I took off down the road.
I said, but I got there she was already layin on a coolin board.

Well, I up right close, looked down in her face.
Said, the good ole gal got to lay til the Judgement Day.
I walked up right close, and I said I looked in her face.
I the good ole gal, she got to lay here til the Judgement Day.

Looked like there was 10,000 people standin round the ground.
I didn't know I loved her til laid her down.
Looked like 10,000 were standin the buryin ground.
You know I didn't know I loved her til they laid her down.

Lord, have on my wicked soul.
I wouldn't mistreat you baby, for my in gold.
I said, Lord, mercy on my wicked soul.
You know I wouldn't nobody, baby, not for my weight in gold.

Well, I folded up my arms and I walked away.
I said, "Farewell honey, see you on Judgement Day."
Ah, yeah, oh, yes, I slowly away.
I said, "Farewell, farewell, see you on the Judgement Day."

You know I went in my room, I bowed to pray.
The blues came and drove my spirit away.
I went in my room, I said I down to pray.
I said the blues came and drove my spirit away.

You know I feel so bad, til the good ole sun went down.
I didn't have a soul to throw my around.