Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

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

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

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

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

Now he could cut through the years to the night
That it ended in a fight
she turned his last proposal down
In favor of bein' a girl town

Now it's been seventeen years right in
And he been straightened none of the time
It's too many days of fightin' the
And too nights of not bein' together
So he

When they went through his personal
And among the stubs from a checks
Was a crumblin' of a girl in a door
And in a dress in Dallas and nothing

The people provided the Priest
The couple from the mission down the
Sang 'Amazing and no one cried
Except some in black way off to the side

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

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