Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

Now he was a wino tried and
Done everything there is to do
He on freighters 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 down on the curb to
His head just fell down on his

He says, "Every day it gets just
A little bit to handle and yet"
Then he the thread and his mind got cluttered
And the just 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 years 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 could cut through the years to the very
That it in a whorehouse fight
When she turned his last proposal
In favor of bein' a about town

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

When went through his personal effects
And among the stubs from a checks
Was a crumblin' of a girl in a door
And in a in Dallas and nothing more

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

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

So let him roll, let him roll
I bet he's gone to Dallas to rest his
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 to Dallas to rest his soul