Listen to Let Him Roll song with lyrics from Guy Clark

Let Him Roll

Guy Clark9 Mar 1997

Let Him Roll Lyrics

Let Him Roll - Guy Clark

Well he was wino tried and true

 

Done about everything there is to do

 

He worked on freighters an' he'd worked in bars

 

He worked on farms an' he'd worked on cars

 

It was white port that put that look in his eye

 

Grown men get when they need to cry

 

We sat down on the curb to rest

And his head just fell down on his chest

 

He says: "Every single day it gets

"Just a little bit harder to handle and yet "

 

Then he lost the thread and his mind got cluttered

And the words just rolled off down the gutter

 

Well he was elevator man in a cheap hotel

In exchange for the rent on a one room cell

An' he's old: years beyond his time

No thanks to the world and the white port wine

 

So he said: "Son " He always called me son

Said: "Life for you has just begun "

 

An' then he told me the story I'd heard before

How he fell in love with a Dallas whore

 

Now he could cut through the years to the very night

When it 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

He ain't been straight in none of the time

 

It's too many days of fightin' the weather

 

An' too many nights of not being together

 

So he died

 

Instrumental break

 

An' when they went through his personal effects

 

In among the stubs from the welfare checks

Was a crumblin' picture of a girl in a door

 

An' an address in Dallas and nothin' more

 

An' 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's standing there

 

A black veil covering her silver hair

Ol' One-Eyed John said her name was Alice

 

An' she used to be a whore in Dallas

 

So let him roar Lord let him roll

 

I bet he's gone to Dallas rest his soul

 

Just you let him roll Lord let him roar

 

He always said that heaven

 

Was just a Dallas whore

Just you let him roar Lord let him roll

 

 

I bet he's gone to Dallas rest his soul