Johnny Winter - Death Letter lyrics

I got a letter this mornin
How do you reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah
Your love is dead"
I got a letter this mornin
I say how do you reckon it read?

You know, it said,  "Hurry, hurry
Your love is dead"
So, I grabbed up my suitcase
And took off down the road
When I got there she was
Layin' on a coolin' board
I grabbed up my suitcase
And I said and I took off down the road
But when I got there she was
Already layin' on a coolin' board

Well, I walked up right close
Looked down in her face
Said, the good old gal got to
Lay here 'til the Judgment Day
I walked up right close
And I said I looked down in hеr face
I said the good old girl
She got to lay hеre 'til the Judgment Day

I thought of her to call my name
She didn't call so loud so nice and plain

I thought of her to call my name
She didn't call so loud
She called so nice and plain