Death Letter Blues

I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
 Well I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
 It say, "Hurry, hurry! For the girl you love is dead."
 Well I packed up my suitcase, and took off down the road
 When I got there, she was on the cooling board
 I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
 Well it say, "Hurry, hurry! For the girl you love is dead."
 Well well well well...
 Well I walked 'round her close, looked straight down in her face
 Said good girl, you got to lay there till your Judgment Day
 I will... right up, looked down in her face
 Said you got to lay there till your Judgment Day
 'Cause I got a letter this morning, how the hell do you reckon it read?
 It looked like there was 10,000 people
 Standin' around the buryin' ground
 I didn't know I loved her, until I let her down
 It looked like there was 10,000 people
 Standin' around the buryin' ground
 I didn't know I loved her, until I let her down
 I got a letter this morning, just how the hell do you reckon it read?
 Well, the minutes seemed like hours, and hours seemed like days
 Minutes seemed like hours baby, and hours just seemed like days
 You know I went in my room, and I bowed down to pray
 But the blues came out along and drove my spirit away
 I went down to my room, said down to pray
 The blues came along and drove my spirit away, and drove my spirit away
 Well I got a letter this morning, how the hell do you reckon it read?
 Well I got a letter this morning...