Johnny Winter - d**h Letter lyrics

I got a letter this mornin, how do you reckon it read? It said, "Hurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead" I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you reckon it read? You know, it said, "Hurry, hurry, your love is dead" So, I grabbed up my suitcase, and took off down the road When I got there she was layin' on a coolin' board I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road But when I got there she was already layin on a coolin' board Well, I walked up right close, looked down in her face Said, the good old gal got to lay here 'til the Judgment Day I walked up right close, and I said I looked down in her face I said the good old girl, She got to lay here 'til the Judgment Day I thought of her to call my name She didnt call so loud So nice and plain I thought of her to call my name She didnt call so loud She called so nice and plain