Death Letter - Cassandra Wilson (卡森德拉·威尔逊)

I got a letter this morning

How do

You reckon it read

＂hurry the gal you love is dead＂

I got a letter this morning

How you reckon it read

He say ＂hurry hurry＂

＂on account that gal you love is dead＂

I grabbed up my suitcase

I took off down the road

When i got there she was laying

On the coolin＇ board

Yes i grabbed up my suitcase

I took off down the road

When i got there

She was laying

＇lain on the coolin＇ board:

Well

I walked up right close

I look down in her face

Oh good gal

Gotta lay here ＇til Judgment Day

I said i look down in her face

Oh the good ol＇ gal

Gotta lay here ＇til judgment day:

Look like ten thousand people

Standing ＇round the burying ground

I didn＇t know i loved her ＇til

They laid her down

Looked like there was 10 000 people

Standin round the buryin ground

I didn't know I loved her til they laid her down