Trudy
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โฑ๏ธ 4:49 duration
๐ ID: 5094399
๐ Lyrics
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 jail
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
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 table 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 coolest 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
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
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 jail
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
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 table 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 coolest 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
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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.15] Call up Trudy on the telephone
[00:07.35] Send a letter in the mail
[00:12.09] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[00:16.73] And they won't let me outta this jail
[00:19.02] And if she asks you how I'm fairing
[00:23.53] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[00:28.98] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[00:33.53] And the girl I left behind
[00:38.00] Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic
[00:42.52] Had a hand for trouble and a eye for cash
[00:47.13] Luckiest man in Dallas County
[00:52.58] He had a gold watch chain and a black mustache
[00:55.27] And he loved his whiskey and he loved his women
[00:58.95] Drove a big long Cadillac limosine
[01:02.59] Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas
[01:08.03] And a hotel suite in New Orleans
[01:11.67] Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket
[01:15.06] And a .44 hog leg up under his coat
[01:20.15] Cut you down in a New York minute
[01:24.83] If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote
[01:30.86] So call up Trudy on the telephone
[01:34.34] Send her a letter in the mail
[01:39.70] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[01:44.26] And they won't let me outta this jail
[01:47.57] If she asks you how I'm fairing
[01:52.02] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[01:56.98] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[02:01.55] And the girl I left behind
[02:06.01] I just got to town last Friday evening
[02:10.53] Sure as hell didn't mean to stay
[02:15.11] I was on my way back to Louisiana
[02:18.77] Had a powerful thirst and six months pay
[02:22.39] I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on D-ville
[02:26.09] I was flying high and feeling mean
[02:30.59] Poured down a bottle and a half of red eye
[02:35.92] I dropped 35 dollars in the slot machine
[02:38.64] And the boys in the back was dealing 7 card
[02:43.28] I set down and won me a 110
[02:47.75] I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond
[02:52.34] Till big Johnny Lee come a strolling in
[02:55.90] He ripped off the table like a 707
[02:59.59] Pretty soon he done won all of my bread
[03:04.82] I accused him of cheating he reached for a pistol
[03:09.18] I grabbed a chair and went upside of his head
[03:12.25] Then I took off a running like a motorcycle
[03:15.82] Heard the bullets whining and sirens wail
[03:20.41] But it took half the cops in Dallas County
[03:24.92] Just to put one coolest boy in jail
[03:28.33]
[03:30.89] So call up Trudy on the telephone
[03:35.47] Send her a letter in the mail
[03:39.55] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[03:44.34] And they won't let me outta this jail
[03:46.91] And if she asks you how I'm fairing
[03:51.45] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[03:56.80] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[04:01.68] And the girl I left behind
[04:03.97] So call up Trudy on the telephone
[04:08.48] Send her a letter in the mail
[04:13.14] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[04:17.69] And they won't let me outta this jail
[04:20.63] And if she asks you how I'm fairing
[04:24.65] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[04:29.57] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[04:34.12] And the girl I left behind
[04:40.25]
[00:07.35] Send a letter in the mail
[00:12.09] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[00:16.73] And they won't let me outta this jail
[00:19.02] And if she asks you how I'm fairing
[00:23.53] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[00:28.98] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[00:33.53] And the girl I left behind
[00:38.00] Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic
[00:42.52] Had a hand for trouble and a eye for cash
[00:47.13] Luckiest man in Dallas County
[00:52.58] He had a gold watch chain and a black mustache
[00:55.27] And he loved his whiskey and he loved his women
[00:58.95] Drove a big long Cadillac limosine
[01:02.59] Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas
[01:08.03] And a hotel suite in New Orleans
[01:11.67] Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket
[01:15.06] And a .44 hog leg up under his coat
[01:20.15] Cut you down in a New York minute
[01:24.83] If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote
[01:30.86] So call up Trudy on the telephone
[01:34.34] Send her a letter in the mail
[01:39.70] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[01:44.26] And they won't let me outta this jail
[01:47.57] If she asks you how I'm fairing
[01:52.02] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[01:56.98] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[02:01.55] And the girl I left behind
[02:06.01] I just got to town last Friday evening
[02:10.53] Sure as hell didn't mean to stay
[02:15.11] I was on my way back to Louisiana
[02:18.77] Had a powerful thirst and six months pay
[02:22.39] I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on D-ville
[02:26.09] I was flying high and feeling mean
[02:30.59] Poured down a bottle and a half of red eye
[02:35.92] I dropped 35 dollars in the slot machine
[02:38.64] And the boys in the back was dealing 7 card
[02:43.28] I set down and won me a 110
[02:47.75] I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond
[02:52.34] Till big Johnny Lee come a strolling in
[02:55.90] He ripped off the table like a 707
[02:59.59] Pretty soon he done won all of my bread
[03:04.82] I accused him of cheating he reached for a pistol
[03:09.18] I grabbed a chair and went upside of his head
[03:12.25] Then I took off a running like a motorcycle
[03:15.82] Heard the bullets whining and sirens wail
[03:20.41] But it took half the cops in Dallas County
[03:24.92] Just to put one coolest boy in jail
[03:28.33]
[03:30.89] So call up Trudy on the telephone
[03:35.47] Send her a letter in the mail
[03:39.55] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[03:44.34] And they won't let me outta this jail
[03:46.91] And if she asks you how I'm fairing
[03:51.45] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[03:56.80] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[04:01.68] And the girl I left behind
[04:03.97] So call up Trudy on the telephone
[04:08.48] Send her a letter in the mail
[04:13.14] Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
[04:17.69] And they won't let me outta this jail
[04:20.63] And if she asks you how I'm fairing
[04:24.65] Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
[04:29.57] Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker
[04:34.12] And the girl I left behind
[04:40.25]