Lyrics Death Letter Blues - Live - Son House
Hey,
I
solemnly
swear,
Lord,
I
raise
my
right
hand
That
I'm
goin'
get
me
a
woman,
you
get
you
another
man
I
solemnly
swear,
Lord,
I
raise
my
right
hand
That
I'm
goin'
get
me
a
woman,
you
get
you
another
man
I
got
a
letter
this
morning,
how
do
you
reckon
it
read?
"Oh,
hurry,
hurry,
gal,
you
love
is
dead"
I
got
a
letter
this
morning,
how
do
you
reckon
it
read?
"Oh,
hurry,
hurry,
gal,
you
love
is
dead"
I
grabbed
my
suitcase,
I
took
off,
up
the
road
I
got
there,
she
was
laying
on
the
cooling
board
I
grabbed
my
suitcase,
I
took
on
up
the
road
I
got
there,
she
was
laying
on
the
cooling
board
Well,
I
walked
up
close,
I
looked
down
in
her
face
Good
old
gal,
you
got
to
lay
here
till
Judgment
Day
I
walked
up
close,
and
I
looked
down
in
her
face
Yes,
been
a
good
old
gal,
got
to
lay
here
till
Judgment
Day
Oh,
my
woman
so
black,
she
stays
apart
of
this
town
Can't
nothin'
"go"
when
the
poor
girl
is
around
My
black
mama
stays
apart
of
this
town
Oh,
can't
nothing
"go"
when
the
poor
girl
is
around
Oh,
some
people
tell
me
the
worried
blues
ain't
bad
(note
1)
It's
the
worst
old
feelin'
that
I
ever
had
Some
people
tell
me
the
worried
blues
ain't
bad
Buddy,
the
worst
old
feelin',
Lord,
I
ever
had
Hmmm,
I
fold
my
arms,
and
I
walked
away
"That's
all
right,
mama,
your
trouble
will
come
someday"
I
fold
my
arms,
Lord,
I
walked
away
Say,
"That's
all
right,
mama,
your
trouble
will
come
someday"
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