Trudy Charlie Daniels
INTRO: A? Blues Scale
CHORUS: D7
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send a letter in the mail[A7]
Tell her I'm hung up in D[E7]allas
And they won't let me outta this [A7]jail
And if she asks you how I'm fa[D7]iring
Tell her I'm just about to lose my [A7]mind
Worried about old Johnny Lee [E7]Walker
A7 A? Blues Scale
And the girl I left behind
VERSE: D7
Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic
Had a hand for trouble and an eye for[A7] cash
Luckiest man in Dallas [E7]County
He had a gold watch chain and a black mous[A7]tache
And he loved his whiskey and he loved his [D7]women
Drove a big long Cadillac limou[A7]sine
Kept a big fine fancy townhouse[E7] in Dallas
And a hotel suite in New Or[A7]leans
Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip [D7]pocket
And a 44 hog leg up under his [A7]coat
Cut you down in a New York [E7]minute
A7 A? Blues Scale
If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote
CHORUS: D7
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send a letter in the mail[A7]
Tell her I'm hung up in D[E7]allas
And they won't let me outta this [A7]jail
And if she asks you how I'm [D7]fairing
Tell her I'm just about to lose my [A7]mind
Worried about old Johnny Lee [E7]Walker
A7 A? Blues Scale
And the girl I left behind
VERSE: (Bass) D7
I just got to town last Friday evening
Sure as hell didn't mean to [A7]stay
I was on my way back to Louisi[E7]ana
Had a powerful thirst and six months [A7]pay
(+Guitar) D7
I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on D-ville
I was flying high and feeling me[A7]an
Poured down a bottle and a half of [E7]red eye
I dropped 35 dollars in the slot ma[A7]chine
(+Piano) D7
And the boys in the back was dealing seven card
I set down and won me a hundred and [A7]ten
I was raking in chips like Grant took [E7]Richmond
Till big Johnny Lee come a strolling [A7]in
He ripped off the table like a 70[D7]7
Pretty soon he done won all of my[A7] bread
I accused him of cheating he reached for a [E7]pistol
I grabbed a chair and went upside of his [A7]head
Then I took off a running like a motor[D7]cycle
Heard the bullets whining and sirens [A7]wail
But it took half the cops in Dallas C[E7]ounty
A7 A? Blues Scale
Just to put one coon ass boy in jail
CHORUS: D7
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send a letter in the mail[A7]
Tell her I'm hung up in D[E7]allas
And they won't let me outta this [A7]jail
And if she asks you how I'm [D7]fairing
Tell her I'm just about to lose my [A7]mind
Worried about old Johnny Lee [E7]Walker
And the girl I left be[A7]hind
(Repeat final chorus and then fade out)
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