Death Letter

I got a letter this morning, what do you reckon it read?It said the girl you love is deadI got a letter this morning what do you reckon it read?Said, Hurry hurry, because the gal you love is deadWell I packed up my suitcase, took off down the roadWhen I got there she was, laying on the cooling boardPacked up my suitcase and I took off down the roadWhen I got there she was laying on the cooling boardIt looked like ten thousand people standing around the burying groundI didn't know I loved her, til they began to let her downlooked like ten thousand, people standing around the burying groundI didn't know I loved her, til they began to let her downYou know it's so hard to love someone that don't love youDon't look like satisfaction, don't care what you doSo hard to love someone that don't love youDon't look like satisfaction, and I don't care what you doWell I got up this morning the break of dayJust hugging the pillow, she used to layGot up this morning would you believe the break of dayJust hugging the pillow, where my baby used to lay