Well, it was all
That I could do to keep from cryin
Sometimes it seemed so useless to remain
But you dont have to call me darlin, darlin
You never even called me by my name
You dont have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you dont have to call me Charlie Pride
And you dont have to call me Merle Haggard anymore
Even though youre on my fighting side
And Ill hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
But you dont have to call me darlin, darlin
You never even called me by my name
Well, Ive heard my name
A few times in your phone book hello, hello
And Ive seen it on signs where Ive played
But the only time I know
Ill hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day
So Ill hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain
But you dont have to call me darlin, darlin
You never even called 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 I told him it was not the perfect country western song
Because he hadnt said anything at all about mama
Or trains, or trucks, or prison, or getting 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 out of 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 run over by a damned old train
And Ill hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain, no
But you dont have to call me darlin, darlin
You never even called me
Well, I wonder why you dont call me
Why dont you ever call me by my name