Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

Well it was white wine that 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 lost the thread and his mind got
And the words rolled off down the gutter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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