Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

Now he was a wino tried and
Done about everything is to do
He worked on freighters and he 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 when they to cry
We sat down on the to rest
His just fell down on his chest

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

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

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

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

Now it's been seventeen right in line
And he ain't straightened none of the time
It's too many of fightin' the weather
And too many nights of not together
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 provided the
The couple from the down the street
Sang 'Amazing grace' and no one
Except lady in black way off to the side

We all left and she was standin'
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, Lord let him
I bet he's to Dallas to rest his soul
Just you let him roll, Lord let him
He always that Heaven was just a Dallas whore
Just you let him roll, Lord let him
I bet gone to Dallas to rest his soul