Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Roll

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

Well it was white wine that put that look in his eyes
men get when they need to cry
We sat down on the curb to
His head fell down on his chest

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

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 to the world and the white port wine

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

Now he could cut the years to the very night
That it in a whorehouse fight
When she his last proposal down
In favor of a girl about town

Now it's been seventeen years 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 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 and nothing more

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

We all left and she was there
The black coverin' 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 to Dallas to rest his soul
you let him roll, Lord let him roar
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