Death Letter - The White Stripes
I got a letter this morning What do you reckon it read? It said the gal you love is dead I got a letter this morning What do you reckon it read? Said "Hurry, Hurry because the gal you love is dead" Well I packed up my suitcase I took off down the road When I got there she was layin' on the cooling board I packed up my suitcase And I took off down the road When I got there she was layin' on the cooling board It looked like ten thousand people standing around the burial ground I didn't know I loved her 'till they began to let her down Looked like ten thousand people standing on the burial ground I didn't know that I loved her 'till they began to let her down You know it's so hard to love Someone that don't love you Won't get satisfaction Don't care what you do So hard to love Someone that don't love you Don't look like satisfaction Don't care what you do Well I got up this morning The break of day Just hugging the pillows She used to lay Got up this morning The break of day Just hugging the pillows Where my baby used to lay
Artist: The White Stripes
Title: Death Letter