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

C              G                 C 
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. 
D                               G 
Even though your on my fightin' side. 

[Refrão]
         F                               C 
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: 

C                                                                G 
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  
                                                                          C  
it was not the perfect country and western song because he hadn't said anything  
                                G                       C                  G   
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'    
C              G                C                    F  
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.