作词 : Son House
作曲 : Son House
Death Letter - Various Artists
I got a letter this morning
how do you reckon it read?
Hurry the gal you love is dead
I got a letter this morning
How you reckon it read
he say, hurry, hurry
On account that gal you love is dead
I grabbed up my suitcase
I took off down the road
When i got there she was laying
On the cooling board
Yes, i grabbed up my suitcase
I took off down the road
When i got there
She was laying
Lain on the cooling board well,
I walked up right close
I look down in her face
Oh, good gal
Gotta lay here till Judgment Day
I said i walked up right close
I said i look down in her face
Oh, the good old gal!
Gotta lay here till judgment day
Look like ten thousand people
Standing round the burying ground
I didn't know i loved
Her till they laid her down
Look like ten thousand
Standing round the burial ground
I didn't know that i love her
Till they laid her down well
I fold up my arms
I slowly walk away
I say farewell honey.
I see you Judgment Day.
Yeah, with nobody
I slowly walk away
I say farewell honey
I see you Judgment Day
You know
I didn't feel so bad
Till the good old sun when down
I didn't have a soul to throw my aroundarms
I didn't feel so bad
Till the good old sun down
You know it's so hard to love someone
Don't love you
Look like it ain't satisfaction don't care
What you do
Yeah so hard to love someone don't love you
You konw
Seem like it ain't satisfaction
Don't care what you do
Well, i woke up this morning
The break of day just hugging the pillows
She used to lay
I say,
Soon.
This mourning at break of day
You konw
Just hugging the pillows
Where my good gal used to lay
And i got up this morning feeling
You know i must have the Walking Blues
I say, Soon.
This mourning
Feeling round for my shoes
You know
Nobody?
I must have the Walking Blues
Hush!
Thought i heard her call my name
Wasn't so loud
So nice and plain