Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

Now he was a tried and true
about everything there is to do
He worked on freighters and he in bars
He on farms and he worked on cars

Well it was white port wine that put that in his eyes
men get when they need to cry
We sat down on the curb to
His head just fell down on his

He says, "Every day it gets just
A bit harder to handle and yet"
Then he lost the thread and his mind got
And the words just rolled off the gutter

Well he was an elevator man in a hotel
In exchange for the rent on a one cell
And he was old beyond his time
No thanks to the world and the white port

So he said, "Son", he always me son
He said, "Life for you has begun"
Then he me the story I'd heard before
How he in love with a Dallas whore

Now he could cut the years to the very night
That it ended in a whorehouse
When she turned his last proposal
In favor of bein' a about town

Now it's been seventeen years right in
And he ain't been straightened of the time
It's too many days of fightin' the
And too many nights of not together
So he

When they went his personal effects
And among the stubs from a welfare
Was a crumblin' picture of a girl in a
And in a in Dallas and nothing more

The welfare people provided the
The couple from the mission the street
Sang grace' and no one cried
Except lady in black way off to the side

We all left and she was there
The veil coverin' her silver hair
Ol' one-eyed said, "Her name was Alice
She to be a whore in Dallas"

So let him roll, let him roll
I bet he's gone to Dallas to his soul
Just you let him roll, let him roar
He always said that was just a Dallas whore
you let him roll, Lord let him roll
I bet gone to Dallas to rest his soul