Luyện nghe bài hát Trudy

"Trudy"

Call up on the telephone
Send a letter in the
Tell her I'm 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 lose my
about old Johnny Lee Walker
And the girl I behind

Now Johnny Lee was a card mechanic
Had a hand for and a eye for cash
Luckiest man in County
He had a gold watch chain and a mustache

And he his whiskey and he loved his women
Drove a big Cadillac limosine
Kept a big fine townhouse in Dallas
And a hotel in New Orleans

Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip
And a .44 hog leg up under his
Cut you in a New York minute
If he catch you cheating that was all she

So call up on the telephone
Send her a in the mail
Tell her I'm hung up in
And they won't let me outta this

If she asks you how I'm
her I'm just about to lose my mind
Worried old Johnny Lee Walker
And the girl I behind

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

I met a peroxide in a bar on D-ville
I was flying and feeling mean
Poured a bottle and a half of red eye
I 35 dollars in the slot machine

And the boys in the back was dealing 7
I set and won me a 110
I was in chips like Grant took Richmond
big Johnny Lee come a strolling in

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

Then I took off a like a motorcycle
Heard the bullets whining and sirens
But it took half the cops in County
to put one boy in jail

So call up Trudy on the
Send her a in the mail
Tell her I'm hung up in
And they let me outta this jail

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