Bobby Bare - Let Him Roll lyrics

Let him roll, Lord, let him roar He always said that heaven was just a Dallas who*e. He was a wino tried and true Done about everything there is to do He worked on freighters he worked in bars He worked on farms and he worked on cars. It was white port that put that look in his eye That grown men get when they need to cry He sat down on the curb to rest And his head just fell down on his chest. He said every single day it gets A little bit harder to handle and yet And he lost the thread and his mind got cluttered And the words just rolled off down in the gutter. He was elevator man in a cheap hotel In exchange for the rent on a one room cell He's old in years beyond his time Thanks to the world and the white Port wine. So he says son he always called me son He said life for you has just begun And he told me a story that I'd heard before How he fell in love with a Dallas who*e. He could cut through the years to the very night When it ended in a who*e house fight And she turned his last proposal down In favor of being a girl about town. Now it's been seventeen years right in line And he ain't been straight none of the time Too many days of fightin' the weather And too many nights of not being together. So he died. When they went through his personal affects In among the stubs from the welfare checks Was a crumblin' picture of a girl in a door An address in Dallas and nothin' more. The welfare people provided the priest A couple from the mission down the street Sang Amazing Grace and no one cried Cept some lady in black way off to the side. We all left and she was standing there Black veil coverin' her silver hair And 'ol ene-eyed John said her name was Alice And she used to be a who*e in Dallas. Let him roar, Lord, let him roll Bet he's gone to Dallas rest his soul Lord let him roll Lord let him roar He always said that heaven was just a Dallas who*e. Let him roar, Lord, let him roll I bet he's gone to Dallas rest his soul...