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The White Stripes
The White Stripes
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Son House
Son House
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Lyrics

I got a letter this mornin', what do you reckon it read? It said the gal you love is dead I got a letter this mornin', what do you reckon it read? It said, "Hurry, hurry, because the gal you love is dead" Well I packed up my suitcase, took off down the road When I got there she was laying on the cooling board I packed up my suitcase, and I took off down the road When I got there she was laying on the cooling board Well It looked like ten thousand people standin' around the burying ground I didn't know I loved her 'til they began to let her down Looked like ten thousand people standing on the burying ground Well, didn't know that I loved her 'til 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, well, someone that don't love you Don't look like satisfaction, well, I don't care what you do Yeah Hush Thought I heard her call my name Well, I got up this morning, the break of day Just hugging the pillows, she used to lay Got up this morning, believe the break of day Just hugging the pillows where my baby used to lay
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