Trudy

Lyrics

[Chorus: Danny Shirley] Call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up here in Dallas And they won't let me out of this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairin' Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind [Verse 1: Danny Shirley] Now, John Lee Walker was a card mechanic He had a hand for trouble and a eye for cash Luckiest man in Dallas County He had a gold watch chain and a black mustache And he loved his whiskey, and he loved his women Drove a big long Cadillac limousine Kept a big, fine, fancy townhouse in Dallas Had a hotel suite in New Orleans Kept a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket And a .44 hog-leg up under his coat He'd cut you down in a New York minute If he catch you cheating, that was all she wrote [Chorus: Danny Shirley] So call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up here in Dallas They won't let me out of this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairin' Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind [Verse 2: Danny Shirley & Charlie Daniels] I just hit town last Friday evening Sure as hell didn't mean to stay I was on my way back to Louisiana I had a powerful thirst and six months pay I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on Deep Elm I was flyin' high and feelin' mean I poured down a bottle and a half of Red Eye I dropped thirty-five dollars in the slot machine And the boys in the back was a-dealin' seven card I set down and won me a hundred and ten I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond 'Til big John Lee come strolling in He ripped off the table like a 707 Pretty soon, he done won all of my bread I accused him of cheatin', he reached for a pistol I grabbed a chair, and I went upside of his head And I took off a-runnin' like a motorcycle Mm, I heard the bullets whinin' and the sirens wail It took half the cops in Dallas County Just to put one coon-ass boy in jail [Chorus: Danny Shirley & Charlie Daniels] So call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I'm hung up here in Dallas And they won't let me out of this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairin' Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind Call up Trudy on the telephone (Call up Trudy on the telephone) Send her a letter in the mail (Send her a letter in the mail) Tell her I'm hung up here in Dallas (Tell her I'm hung up here in Dallas) They won't let me out of this jail And if she asks you how I'm fairin' (And if she asks you how I'm fairin') Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind (Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind) Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind [Outro: Charlie Daniels] Yeah, Danny