Death Letter (Live At Town Hall/2003) - 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

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

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: