I got a letter this mornin', how do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead"
I got a letter this mornin', I say how do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead"
Packed up my suitcase and I took off down the road
When I got there she was layin' on a coolin' board
Packed up my suitcase and I took off down the road
When I got there she was layin' on a coolin' board
I walked up right close, looked down in her face
The good ol' girl got to lay here 'til the Judgment Day
I walked up right close, and I looked down in her face
The good ol' girl got to lay here 'til the Judgment Day
Looked like 10,000 people standin' round the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her 'til they laid her down
Looked like 10,000 were standin' round the buryin' ground
I didn't know I loved her 'til they begin and laid her down
Folded up my arms and I walked away
I said, "Good ol' girl, see you Judgment Day"
Folded up my arms, oh yeah, and I walked away
Said, "Good ol' girl, I'll see you Judgment Day"
I didn't feel so bad, 'til the good ol' sun went down
I didn't have a soul to throw my arms around
I didn't feel so bad, 'til the good ol' sun went down
I didn't have a soul to throw my arms around
Hush, I thought I heard her call my name
She didn't call so loud, so nice and plain
Hush, I thought I heard her call my name
She didn't call so loud, she called so nice and plain
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