{"id":418,"date":"2021-03-22T10:23:07","date_gmt":"2021-03-22T10:23:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=418"},"modified":"2021-11-17T16:48:00","modified_gmt":"2021-11-17T16:48:00","slug":"death-letter-blues","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=418","title":{"rendered":"Death Letter Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>Son House<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-inbaddningshanterare wp-block-embed-inbaddningshanterare wp-embed-aspect-4-3 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Death Letter Blues performed by Son House\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/OrWhlmYJvVM?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-inbaddningshanterare wp-block-embed-inbaddningshanterare wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Tom Feldmann: Son House - \u201cDeath Letter Blues\u201d Riff\" width=\"640\" height=\"360\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/NBwGoVD4eyI?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>https:\/\/youtu.be\/SbfwEC1-wRU<br><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Key: Open G<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[G]I got a letter this mornin, how do you reckon it read?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It said, \u201cHurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[C]I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you reckon it read?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[D]You know, it said, \u201cHurry, hurry, how come the [C]gal you love is dead?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So, I grabbed up my suitcase, and took off down the road<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When I got there she was layin on a coolin\u2019 board<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said, but when I got there she was already layin on a coolin\u2019 board<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well, I walked up right close, looked down in her face<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Said, the good ol\u2019 gal got to lay here \u2019til the Judgment Day<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I walked up right close, and I said I looked down in her face<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said the good ol\u2019 gal, she got to lay here \u2019til the Judgment Day<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Looked like there was 10,000 people standin\u2019 round the buryin\u2019 ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I didn\u2019t know I loved her \u2019til they laid her down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Looked like 10,000 were standin\u2019 round the buryin\u2019 ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know I didn\u2019t know I loved her \u2019til they damn laid her down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I wouldn\u2019t mistreat you baby, for my weight in gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said, Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know I wouldn\u2019t mistreat nobody, baby, not for my weight in gold<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well, I folded up my arms and I slowly walked away<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said, \u201cFarewell honey, I\u2019ll see you on Judgment Day\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ah, yeah, oh, yes, I slowly walked away<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said, \u201cFarewell, farewell, I\u2019ll see you on the Judgment Day\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know I went in my room, I bowed down to pray<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The blues came along and drove my spirit away<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I went in my room, I said I bowed down to pray<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said the blues came along and drove my spirit away<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know I didn\u2019t feel so bad, \u2019til the good ol\u2019 sun went down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I didn\u2019t have a soul to throw my arms around<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I didn\u2019t feel so bad, \u2019til the good ol\u2019 sun went down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, I didn\u2019t have nobody to throw my arms around<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I loved you baby, like I love myself<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You don\u2019t have me, you won\u2019t have nobody else<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I loved you baby, better than I did myself<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I said now if you don\u2019t have me, I didn\u2019t want you to have nobody else<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, it\u2019s hard to love someone that don\u2019t love you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ain\u2019t no satisfaction, don\u2019t care what in the world you do<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yeah, it\u2019s hard to love someone that don\u2019t love you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know it don\u2019t look like satisfaction, don\u2019t care what in the world you do<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Got up this mornin\u2019, just about the break of day<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A-huggin\u2019 the pillow where she used to lay<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Got up this mornin\u2019, just about the break of day<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A-huggin\u2019 the pillow where my good gal used to lay<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Got up this mornin\u2019, feelin\u2019 round for my shoes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, I must-a had them old walkin\u2019 blues<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Got up this mornin\u2019, feelin\u2019 round for my shoes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yeah, you know bout that, I must-a had them old walkin\u2019 blues<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, I cried last night and all the night before<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Gotta change my way a livin\u2019, so I don\u2019t have to cry no more<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, I cried last night and all the night before<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Gotta change my way a livin\u2019, you see, so I don\u2019t have to cry no more<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ah, hush, thought I heard her call my name<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If it wasn\u2019t so loud and so nice and plain<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ah, yeah<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mmmmmm<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well, listen, whatever you do<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This is one thing, honey, I tried to get along with you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yes, no tellin\u2019 what you do<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I done everything I could, just to try and get along with you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well, the minutes seemed like hours, hours they seemed like days<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It seemed like my good, old gal outta done stopped her low-down ways<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Minutes seemed like hours, hours they seemed like days<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Seems like my good, old gal outta done stopped her low-down ways<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, love\u2019s a hard ol\u2019 fall, make you do things you don\u2019t wanna do<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Love sometimes leaves you feeling sad and blue<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You know, love\u2019s a hard ol\u2019 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It said, \u201cHurry, hurry, yeah, your love is dead\u201d [C]I got a letter this mornin, I say how do you reckon it read? [D]You know, it said, \u201cHurry, hurry, how come the [C]gal you love is dead?\u201d&hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=418\" class=\"read-more\">Forts\u00e4tt l\u00e4sa Death Letter Blues<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-418","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/418","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=418"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/418\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1864,"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/418\/revisions\/1864"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=418"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}