I got a letter this morning. How you reckon it read? I got a letter this morning. How you reckon it read? It said "Hurry, hurry. The gal you love is dead" So I grabbed my suitcase. I took off down the road I grabbed my suitcase. I took off down the road When I got there she was laying on the cooling board I walked up right close, and I looked down in her face I walked up right close, and I looked down in her face I said, "The good old gal got to lay there till the Judgment Day The good old gal got to lay there till the Judgment Day" Looked like ten thousand standing round the burying ground Looked like ten thousand standing round the burying ground I never knew I loved her until they lowered her down Well, I folded my arms, and I slowly walked away I folded my arms, and I slowly walked away I said, "Farewell, honey. I'll see you on the Judgment Day" I said, "Farewell, honey. I'll see you on the Judgment Day" I cried last night. I cried the night before I cried last night. I cried the night before I've got to change my way of living so I won't have to cry no more I've got to change my way of living so I won't have to cry no more