Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now it's been seventeen years right in
And he ain't been straightened none of the
too many days of fightin' the weather
And too many nights of not together
So he

When they went his personal effects
And among the stubs a welfare checks
Was a crumblin' of a girl in a door
And in a dress in Dallas and more

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

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

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