Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We all and she was standin' there
The veil coverin' her silver hair
Ol' one-eyed said, "Her name 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 Heaven was just a Dallas whore
Just you let him roll, Lord let him
I bet he's to Dallas to rest his soul