Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

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

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

I grabbed up my
I off down the road
When I got she was laying
On the coolin'
Yes, I grabbed up my

I took off down the

I got there
She was
'Lain on the board:

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

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

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

Look like ten people
Standing the burying ground
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 her down:

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

Yeah, nobody:
I walk away

Farewell! Farewell! I see you day:

You
I didn't so bad 'til the good ol' sun when down
I didn't have a
To my arms around

I feel so bad
'Til the ol' sun down

I have a soul

To my arms around:

You it's so hard to love

Don't you

Look like it 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.
morning
At of day

Just the pillows
Where my good gal used to

And I got up
This

'Round for my
You know I have
The walking

I say, soon.
This
'round for my shoes

You

I must the walking blues:

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

I say, soon.
This
I slowly away

Oh, gal
Lay 'til judgment day