Let Him Roll v2

D Let him roll, boys, let him roll G  
 I'll A bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul D  
   
 SPOKEN:  
 D Now he was a wino tried and true  
 He G did about everything a man could do  
 He A worked on factories, he worked on cars  
 He G worked on farms, and he worked in bars D  
   
 D It was White Port Wine that put that look in his eye  
 That G grown men get when they need to cry  
 And A when we sat down on the curb to rest  
 His G head just fell down on his chest D   
   
 D And he said, " Every single day it gets just   
 a G little bit harder to handle and yet"   
 Then A he lost the thread and his mind got cluttered  
 And G his words just rolled off down the gutter D  
   
 D He was an elevator man in a cheap hotel  
 In G exchange for the rent in a one-room cell  
 And A he was years old before his time  
 No G thanks to the world and the White Port Wine D  
   
 D Well he said, " Son," he always called me son  
 He G said, " Life for you has just begun"  
 Then A he told me a story that I'd heard before  
 How G he fell in love with a Dallas wh* o *re D  
   
 D He could cut through the years to the very night  
 That G it all ended in a wh* * *house fight  
 When A she turned his last proposal down  
 In G favor of being a girl-about-town  D  
   
 D Now it's been seventeen years right in line  
 And G he ain't been straight none of the time  
 And A it's too many years of fighting the weather  
 And G too many nights of not being together, so he died D  
   
 SUNG:  
 D Let him roll, boys, let him roll G  
 I'll A bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul D  
 Let A him roll, boys, let him roll G  
 He A always thought that heaven was G just a Dallas wh* o *re D   
   
 SPOKEN:  
 D Well we went through his personal effects  
 In G among all the stubs from a Well Fare checks  
 Was A a crumbling picture of a girl in a door  
 In G a dress in Dallas and nothing more D  
   
 D The Well Fare people provided the priest  
 And G a couple from the mission down the street  
 Sang A "Amazing Grace" and nobody cried  
 Except G some lady in black way off to the side D  
   
 D Well we all left and she was still standing there  
 The G black veil covering her silver hair  
 Ol' A One-Eyed John said, " Her name is Alice  
 She G used to be a wh* o *re in Dallas D  
   
 SUNG:  
 D Let him roll, boys, let him roll  
 I'll G bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul  
 Let A him roll, boys, let him roll  
 He G always thought that heaven was just a Dallas wh* o *re D  

 D Let him roll, boys, let him roll  
 I'll G bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul  
 Let A him roll, boys, let him roll  
 He G always thought that heaven was just a Dallas wh* o *re D