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It was all that I could do
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to keep from cryin'
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sometimes it seems so useless to remain
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But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
    C          G             C
You never even call me by my name.

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You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
    C                 G               C
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
F                             C                 Am 
And you don't have to call me Merle Haggard, anymore.
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Even though your on my fightin' side.


CHORUS 
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And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
      C            G               C
And I never minded standin' in the rain.
F                                    C
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
    C          G             C
You never even call me by my name



I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
I've seen it on signs where I've played
But the only time I know, I'll hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final judgement day

 
CHORUS:



Entered by lmofle 10/9/2005:

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Well a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song and he told me it was 
             
the perfect country and western song. I wrote him back a letter and I told him 
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it was not the perfect country and western song because he hadn't said anything 
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at all about momma...or trains...or trucks...or prison...or gettin' drunk. 
             C
Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song and he sent it to me and 

after reading it I realized that my friend had written the perfect country and 

western song. And I felt obliged to include it on this album...last verse goes 

like this here  



Well, I was drunk the day my Mom got outta prison.
And I went to pick her up in the rain.
But, before I could get to the station in my pickup truck
She got runned over by a damned old train.

CHORUS:

So I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain. No,
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'   
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You never even call me, Well, I wonder why you don't call me
    C              G             F     C
Why don't you ever call me by my name.