Luyện nghe bài hát Trudy

"Trudy"

Call up on the telephone
Send a in the mail
her I'm hung up in Dallas
And they let me outta this jail

And if she you how I'm fairing
Tell her I'm just about to my mind
about old Johnny Lee Walker
And the girl I left

Now Johnny Lee Walker was a card
Had a hand for trouble and a eye for
Luckiest man in Dallas
He had a gold watch chain and a mustache

And he loved his whiskey and he loved his
Drove a big long Cadillac
a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas
And a hotel suite in New

Carried a switchblade knife in his hip pocket
And a .44 hog leg up his coat
Cut you down in a New York
If he catch you that was all she wrote

So call up Trudy on the
Send her a letter in the
her I'm hung up in Dallas
And won't let me outta this jail

If she you how I'm fairing
Tell her I'm just about to my mind
Worried about old Johnny Lee
And the I left behind

I just got to last Friday evening
Sure as hell didn't mean to
I was on my way to Louisiana
Had a thirst and six months pay

I met a blonde in a bar on D-ville
I was flying high and feeling
Poured down a bottle and a of red eye
I 35 dollars in the slot machine

And the boys in the back was 7 card
I set and won me a 110
I was raking in like Grant took Richmond
Till big Johnny Lee come a in

He off the table like a 707
soon he done won all of my bread
I accused him of he reached for a pistol
I grabbed a chair and upside of his head

Then I took off a like a motorcycle
the bullets whining and sirens wail
But it took half the cops in Dallas
Just to put one boy in

So call up Trudy on the
her a letter in the mail
Tell her I'm up in Dallas
And they won't let me outta this

And if she you how I'm fairing
Tell her I'm about to lose my mind
Worried about old Johnny Lee
And the girl I behind