Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

it was white port wine that put that 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 little bit harder to and yet"
Then he the thread and his mind got cluttered
And the words just rolled off down the

he was an elevator man in a cheap hotel
In for the rent on a one room cell
And he was old years 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 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 ended in a fight
When she turned his last proposal
In favor of bein' a girl about

Now it's been seventeen right in line
And he ain't been straightened of the time
It's too days of fightin' the weather
And too nights of not bein' together
So he

When they went through his effects
And the stubs from a welfare checks
Was a crumblin' of a girl in a door
And in a dress in and nothing more

The welfare people provided the
The couple the mission down the street
Sang 'Amazing and no one cried
Except some lady in way off to the side

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

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