2 acessos
INTRO: A ↓ CHORUS: D7 Call up Trudy on the telephone A7 Send a letter in the mail E7 Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas A7 And they won't let me outta this jail D7 And if she asks you how I'm faring A7 Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind E7 Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker A7 A ↓ And the girl I left behind VERSE: D7 Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card mechanic A7 Had a hand for trouble and an eye for cash E7 Luckiest man in Dallas County A7 He had a gold watch chain and a black moustache D7 And he loved his whiskey and he loved his women A7 Drove a big long Cadillac limousine E7 Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas A7 And a hotel suite in New Orleans D7 Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket A7 And a 44 hog leg up under his coat E7 Cut you down in a New York minute A7 A ↓ If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote CHORUS: D7 Call up Trudy on the telephone A7 Send a letter in the mail E7 Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas A7 And they won't let me outta this jail D7 And if she asks you how I'm faring A7 Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind E7 Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker A7 A ↓ And the girl I left behind VERSE: (Bass) D7 I just got to town last Friday evening A7 Sure as hell didn't mean to stay E7 I was on my way back to Louisiana A7 Had a powerful thirst and six months pay (+ Guitar) D7 I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on D-ville A7 I was flying high and feeling mean E7 Poured down a bottle and a half of red eye A7 I dropped 35 dollars in the slot machine (+ Piano) D7 And the boys in the back was dealing seven card A7 I set down and won me a hundred and ten E7 I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond A7 Till big Johnny Lee come a strolling in D7 He ripped off the table like a 707 A7 Pretty soon he done won all of my bread E7 I accused him of cheating he reached for a pistol A7 I grabbed a chair and went upside of his head D7 Then I took off a running like a motorcycle A7 Heard the bullets whining and sirens wail E7 But it took half the cops in Dallas County A7 A ↓ Just to put one coon ass boy in jail CHORUS: D7 Call up Trudy on the telephone A7 Send a letter in the mail E7 Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas A7 And they won't let me outta this jail D7 And if she asks you how I'm faring A7 Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind E7 Worried about old Johnny Lee Walker A7 And the girl I left behind (Repeat final chorus and then fade out)