Luyện nghe bài hát Death Letter

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

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

Well, I walked up close, looked down in her face.
Said, the good ole gal got to lay here til the Day.
I up right close, and I said I looked down 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 they her down.
Looked 10,000 were standin round the buryin ground.
You know I didn't know I loved her til damn laid her down.

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

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

You know I in my room, I bowed down to pray.
The blues came along and my spirit away.
I went in my room, I said I bowed 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 to throw my arms around.