Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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