Death Letter Blues

Lately I am doing pictures around a song, and it's fun to play with

This one is a cover version of a song by Son House, a great Blues man who paved the way for Robert Johnson.

Here it goes :


I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
"Boy, hurry, hurry, that gal you love is dead"
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read?
"Boy, you better hurry, your gal, your love is dead"

I packed my suitcase, I took off down the road
When I got there, she was laying on the cooling board
I grabbed my suitcase, I took on up the road
People by the time i got there, she was laying on that cooling board

I walked up close, I looked down in her face
Poor old gal, you got to lay here till Judgment Day
I walked up close, and I looked right down in her face
Yes, been a good old gal, got to lay here till Judgment Day
Oh take my blues away Lord

I fold my arms, and I walked away
"That's all right,people, your trouble might come someday"
I fold my arms, Lord, I slowly walked away
Say, "That's all right people, your trouble will come someday"

Now some people tell me the worried blues ain't bad
It's the worst old feelin' I almost ever had
Some people got the nerve to tell me your worried blues ain't bad
I think that most of 'em never had the same old blues that i have
I gotta play it now

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