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Well, it was all that I could do to keep from cryin
Sometimes it seems so useless to remain
You don't have to call me darlin...darlin
You never even call me by my name
Well, 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 your on my fightin side
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain
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 phone book
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
So I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain
You don't have to call me darlin...darlin
You never even call me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country-western song
I wrote him back a letter and told him it was NOT the perfect country-western song because
He hadn't said anything at all about mama, 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 reading it, I realized that my friend had written the perfect country-western song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album. The last verse goes like this here
Well, I was drunk the day my Mom got outta priso
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
And 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
You never even call me
Well, I wonder why you don't call me
Why don't you ever call me by my name?