Death Letter Blues (Live At The 100 Club, London / 1970)

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

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

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