Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

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

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

Well he was an elevator man in a hotel
In exchange for the on a one room cell
And he was old beyond his time
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 love a Dallas whore

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

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

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

The welfare people the Priest
The from the mission down the street
Sang 'Amazing grace' and no one
Except some lady in black way off to the

We all left and she was standin'
The black veil coverin' her hair
Ol' John 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 rest his
you let him roll, Lord let him roar
He always said that was just a Dallas whore
Just you let him roll, Lord let him
I bet he's gone to Dallas to rest his