Johnny Farmer, Organized Noize / Death Letter

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
Took off down the road
When I got there
She was laying on the cooling board
Packed up my suitcase
And I took off down the road
When I got there
She was laying on the cooling board

It looked like ten thousand people
Standing around the burying ground
I didn't know I loved her
Until they began to let her down
Looked like ten thousand people
Standing around the burying ground
Didn't know I loved her
Until 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
Where she used to lay
Got up this morning
Would you believe the break of day
Just huggin' the pillows
Where my baby used to lay.