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    Let him roll, boys let him roll
    I bet he's gone to dallas rest his soul

    Now 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, 'n he worked on cars

    Now it was white port whine, that put that look in his eye
    That grown men get when they need to cry
    And we sat down on the curb to rest
    And his head just fell down on his chest

    He said "every single day it gets
    Just a little bit harder to handle and yet..."
    Then he lost the thread and his mind got cluttered
    The words just rolled off down in the gutter

    He was a elevator man in a cheap hotel
    In exchange for the rent on a one room cell
    And he's years old before his time
    No thanks to the world, and the white port wine

    And he said "son", he always called me son
    He said, "life for you has just begun"
    And then he told me the story that I heard before
    How he fell in love with a dallas whore

    He could cut through the years to the very night
    That it all ended, in a whore 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
    It's too many years of fightin' the weather
    And too many nights of not being together

    So he died...

    Let him roll, boys let him roll
    I bet he's gone to dallas rest his soul
    Let him roll, boys let him roll
    He always thought that heaven
    Was just a dallas whore

    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

    Well the welfare people provided the priest
    And a couple from the mission down the street
    Sang amasing grace, and nobody cried
    'cept some lady in black way off to the side

    We all left and she's standing there
    The black veil covering her silver hair
    And one-eyed john said her name was alice
    She used to be a whore in dallas

    Let him roll, boys let him roll
    I bet he's gone to dallas rest his soul
    Let him roll, boys let him roll
    He always thought that heaven
    Was just a dallas whore
    Let him roll, boys let him roll

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