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Artist/Band: Guy Clark
Lyrics for Song: Let Him Roll
Lyrics for Album: Essential Guy Clark [2009]



He's 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.





It was white port, that put that look in his eye


That grown men get when they need to cry


And 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





Well 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 heard before


How he fell in love with a Dallas whore





Well 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


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





Well 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 woman in black, way off to the side





We all left and she was standing there


Black veil covering her silver hair


And 'ol One-Eyed John said her name was Alice


And she used to be a whore 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 whore.


Album Lyrics: Essential Guy Clark [2009]


Guy Clark
"Essential Guy Clark [2009]"


1. L.A. Freeway
2. Like A Coat From The Cold
3. Texas Cookin'
4. A Nickel For The Fiddler
5. Broken Hearted People
6. Let Him Roll