Coolin Board
by probably 
Blind Willie McTell 
recording of 19 
from 
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 3 (1933-1935) (Document 5008) 
Undertaker, undertaker, please take it slow 
You're takin' the one I love, won't bring her back no more 
Don't a man feel bad, when his baby's on the coolin' board 
Don't a man feel bad, when the hearse pulls up to his door 
Undertaker, undertaker, don't drive so fast, 
seem like every minute going to be my last 
I tried to help her, people, I did all that I could, 
one out of a million who meant me any good 
When I walked up to her bedside, her breath was gettin' low 
She looked at me and said, "Honey, I can't love you no more" 
My heart struck sorrow, my tears falling down, 
watching my baby settled into the ground 
Said I walked up to where they're throwing dirt in Ella's face 
Wanted to jump into her grave and take her place 
I realize I won't see my girl again, 
swear to God I loved her, she was my only friend