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...