Testo Trudy - Blackberry Smoke
Testo della canzone Trudy (Blackberry Smoke), tratta dall'album Volunteer Jam XX: A Tribute To Charlie Daniels (Live)
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send her a letter in the mail
Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
They won't let me out of 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
Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic
Had a hand for trouble and a eye for cash
Luckiest man in Dallas County
Had a gold watch chain and a black mustache
He loved his whiskey and he loved his women
Drove a big long Cadillac limousine
Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas
And a hotel suite in New Orleans
Had 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 caught you cheating that was all she wrote
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 out of 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 hit to 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 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 sevencard
I sat down and won me a hundred and ten
I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond
When a 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 his 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 the sirens wail
But it took half the cops in Dallas County
Just to put one coonass boy in jail
Call up Trudy on the telephone
Send her a letter in the mail
Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
They won't let me out of 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
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Writer(s): Charlie Daniels
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