Well it was all that I could do to keep from cryin'
Sometimes it seemed so useless to remain
But you don't have to call me darlin' darlin'
You never even call me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charley Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle Haggard anymore
Even though you're on my figtin' side
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me by my name
Well I've heard my name a few times in your phonebook
(hello hello)
And 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
Repeat #3 So I'll hang...
(recitation)
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
It was not the perfect country and western song
Because he hadn't said anything at all about momma
Or trains or trucks or prison or gettin' drunk
Well he sat down and wrote another verse
to the song and he sent it to me
And after readin' it I realized
That my friend had written the perfect country and western song
And I felt at last obliged to itself the last verse
goes like this here
Well I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in a pickup truck
She got run'd over by a damned old train
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain
Ohh you don't have to call me darlin' darlin'
You never even call me but I wonder why you don’t call me
Why you don’t ever call me by my name