Trudy Chords by The Charlie Daniels Band

Tempo:
101.85 bpm
Chords used:

A

D

E

C

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Trudy chords
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[Am] Call up Trudy [D] on the telephone, send her a letter in the [A] mail, that I'm hung up here [E] in Dallas.
[A] She won't let me out of this jail, if she asks [D] how I'm farin'.
I'm just about to [A] lose my mind, worried about old [E] Johnny Lee Walker and the girl I left [A] [C] behind.
[A] Now Johnny Lee Walker was [D] a card mechanic, had a hand for trouble and [A] an eye for cash.
Luckiest man [E] in Dallas County.
He had a gold watch chain and [A] a black mustache, and he loved his whiskey and he [D] loved his women.
Drove a big, long Cadillac [A] limousine.
Kept a big, fine, fancy [E] townhouse in Dallas.
And I hope that sweet [A] New Orleans girl, she'd stick a blade knife in her [D] left hip pocket
and a .44
hog [G] leg up [A] under his coat.
He'd cut you down in a New [E] York minute.
He'd kiss your teeth and that was [D] all she wrote.
[C]
Call up [D] Trudy on the telephone, send her a letter in the [A] mail, that I'm hung up here in Dallas.
[E]
They won't let me [A] out of this jail, if she asks [D] how I'm farin'.
I'm just about [A] to lose my mind, worried about old [E] Johnny Lee Walker and the girl I [A] left [C] behind.
I just got to town last Friday evening.
[N] Sure as hell didn't mean to stay.
I was on my way back to [E] Louisiana.
Had a powerful [G#] thirst and six months pay.
I met a broadside blonde [F] in a bar on D [D]-Band.
I was flying high and feeling [C#] mean.
[Em] Poured down a bottle and a half [E] of red eye.
[G] I dropped [E] $35 in the slot [C#] machine [Em] and the boys in the back was a [D] dealin' seven card.
Sit down and won me a hundred [A] and ten.
I was raking in chips like Brad [E] took Richmond.
But big Johnny Lee called [A] me strolling in.
He read off the table like [D] a 707.
Heard as soon as he done won [A] all of my bread.
I accused him of cheating and [E] he reached for his stuff.
I grabbed a chair and went [A] upside of his head and then I took off running like [D] a motorcycle.
A whoop whoop.
Heard the bullets whining in the [A] sirens wail.
But it took half the cops in [E] Dallas County just to put one cute ass [Am] boy in jail.
So I called up the truty [D] on the telephone.
Sent a letter in the [A] mail.
That I'm hung up [E] in Dallas.
They won't let me [A] out of this jail unless you ask me [D] how I'm feeling.
That I'm just about to [A] lose my mind.
Where's my old [E] Johnny E.
Walker and the girl I [A] left behind?
So I called up the truty [D] on the telephone.
Sent a letter in the [A] mail.
That I'm hung up [E] in Dallas.
They won't let me out [A] of this jail unless you ask me [D] how I'm feeling.
[G] That [D] I'm just about to [A] lose my mind.
[D] Where's my old Johnny [E] E.
Walker and the girl I left [A] behind?
[F#m]
[D] Telephone.
Sent a letter [A] in the mail.
Key:  
A
1231
D
1321
E
2311
C
3211
G
2131
A
1231
D
1321
E
2311
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To jam and learn The Charlie Daniels Band - Trudy chords, your primary focus should be mastering these chords sequence: E, D, A, D, A, E and A. For a smooth transition, initiate your practice at 50 BPM and gradually match the song's pace of 102 BPM. Given the song's key of D# Major, adjust the capo to align with your vocal range and chord preference.

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[Am] _ _ _ _ Call up Trudy [D] on the telephone, _ _ send her a letter in the [A] mail, _ _ _ that I'm hung up here [E] in Dallas.
_ _ [A] She won't let me out of this jail, if she asks [D] how I'm _ farin'.
_ I'm just about to [A] lose my mind, _ _ _ worried about old [E] Johnny Lee Walker and _ the girl I left [A] [C] behind. _ _
[A] Now Johnny Lee Walker was [D] a card mechanic, _ _ had a hand for trouble and [A] an eye for cash. _
_ Luckiest man [E] in Dallas County. _
He had a gold watch chain and [A] a black mustache, and he loved his whiskey and he [D] loved his women.
_ _ Drove a big, long Cadillac [A] limousine.
_ _ _ Kept a big, fine, fancy [E] townhouse in Dallas.
_ And I hope that sweet [A] New Orleans girl, she'd stick a blade knife in her [D] left hip pocket _
_ and a .44
hog [G] leg up [A] under his coat. _
_ He'd cut you down in a New [E] York minute. _
_ He'd kiss your teeth and that was [D] all she wrote.
_ [C] _
_ _ Call up [D] Trudy on the telephone, _ _ send her a letter in the [A] mail, _ _ _ _ that I'm hung up here in Dallas.
_ [E] _
_ _ They won't let me [A] out of this jail, if she asks [D] how I'm farin'.
_ I'm just about [A] to lose my mind, _ _ worried about old [E] Johnny Lee Walker _ and the girl I [A] left [C] behind.
_ _ _ I just got to town last Friday evening.
_ [N] _ Sure as hell didn't mean to stay.
_ _ I was on my way back to [E] Louisiana.
_ _ _ Had a powerful [G#] thirst and six months pay.
I met a broadside blonde [F] in a bar on D [D]-Band.
_ _ I was flying high and feeling [C#] mean. _
[Em] _ _ Poured down a bottle and a half [E] of red eye.
_ [G] I dropped [E] $35 in the slot [C#] machine [Em] and the boys in the back was a [D] dealin' seven card.
_ _ Sit down and won me a hundred [A] and ten.
_ _ I was raking in chips like Brad [E] took Richmond.
_ But big Johnny Lee called [A] me strolling in.
He read off the table like [D] a 707.
_ Heard as soon as he done won [A] all of my bread.
_ _ I accused him of cheating and [E] he reached for his stuff.
_ I grabbed a chair and went [A] upside of his head and then I took off running like [D] a motorcycle.
A whoop whoop.
Heard the bullets whining in the [A] sirens wail.
_ But it took half the cops in [E] Dallas County _ just to put one cute ass [Am] boy in jail.
_ _ So I called up the truty [D] on the telephone.
_ _ _ Sent a letter in the [A] mail.
_ _ _ That I'm hung up [E] in Dallas.
_ _ They won't let me [A] out of this jail unless you ask me [D] how I'm feeling. _
_ That I'm just about to [A] lose my mind. _
_ _ Where's my old [E] Johnny E.
Walker _ and the girl I [A] left behind?
So I called up the truty [D] on the telephone.
_ _ Sent a letter in the [A] mail.
_ _ _ That I'm hung up [E] in Dallas.
_ _ They won't let me out [A] of this jail unless you ask me [D] how I'm feeling. _
_ [G] That [D] I'm just about to [A] lose my mind.
_ _ [D] Where's my old Johnny [E] E.
Walker _ _ and the girl I left [A] behind?
[F#m] _
_ [D] Telephone.
_ _ Sent a letter [A] in the mail. _ _ _ _ _ _

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