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Death Letter Blues by Eddie Son House 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, how come the gal you 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 tookRead More