Текст песни The Charlie Daniels Band - Trudy
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Call up Trudy on the telephone Send a letter in the mail Tell her I`m hung up in Dallas And they won`t let me outta this jail And if she asks you how I`m fairing Tell her I`m just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic 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 limosine Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas And a hotel suite in New Orleans Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket And a 44 hog leg up under his coat Cut you down in a New York minute If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote So call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I`m hung up in Dallas And they won`t let me outta this jailIf she asks you how I`m fairing Tell her I`m just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind I just got to town last Friday evening Sure as hell didn`t mean to stay I was on my way back to Louisiana Had a powerful thirst and six months pay I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on D-ville I was flying high and feeling mean Poured down a bottle and a half of red eye I dropped 35 dollars in the slot machine And the boys in the back was dealing 7 card I set down and won me a 110 I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond Till big Johnny Lee come a strolling in He ripped off the bar like a 707 Pretty soon he done won all of my bread I accused him of cheating he reached for a pistol I grabbed a chair and went upside of his head Then I took off a running like a motorcycle Heard the bullets whining and sirens wail But it took half the cops in Dallas County Just to put one coon *** boy in jail So call up Trudy on the telephone Send her a letter in the mail Tell her I`m hung up in Dallas And they won`t let me outta this jail And if she asks you how I`m fairing Tell her I`m just about to lose my mind Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker And the girl I left behind