Death Letter Lyrics - Performs Trouble No More Live At Town Hall - John Mellencamp

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 

I'm wonderin' 

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 

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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 judgement day 

I said I walked up right close 

I said I look down in her face 

Oh, the good ol' gal! 

Gotta lay here 'til judgement day: 

Look like ten thousand people 

Standing 'round the burying ground 

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

Look like ten thousand 

Standing 'round the burial ground 

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I didn't know that I love her 

'Til they laid her down: 

Well, 

I fol' up my arms 

I slowly walk away 

I say 

Farewell honey. I see you judgement day. 

Yeah, with nobody: 

I slowly walk away 

Farewell! Farewell! I see you judgement day: 

You know 

I didn't feel so bad 'til the good ol' sun when down 

I didn't have a soul 

To throw my arms around 

I didn't feel so bad 

'Til the good ol' sun down 

I didn't have a soul 

To throw my arms around: 

You know it's so hard to love 

Someone 

Don't love you 

Look like it ain't satisfaction 

Don't care what you do 

Yeah: so hard 

To love 

Someone 

Don't love you 

Seem like it ain't satisfaction 

Don't care what you do: 

Well, 

I woke up this mornin' 

The break of day 

Just huggin' the pillows 

She used to lay 

-I say, soon. 

This mourning 

At break of day 

Just huggin' the pillows 

Where my good gal used to lay: 

And I got up 

This morning 

Feeling 

'Round for my shoes 

You know I must have 

The walking blues 

I say, soon. 

This mourning 

Feeling 'round for my shoes 

You know 

Nobody? 

I must have the walking blues: 

Hush! 

Thought I heard her call my name 

Wasn't so loud 

So nice and plain 

I say, soon. 

This mourning 

I slowly walk away 

Oh, good gal 

Lay here 'til judgement day: