Let Him Roll Johnny Cash

[Intro]
Let him roll, boys let him roll
I bet he's gone to Dallas rest his soul

[Verse 1]
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, and he worked on cars
Now it was white port wine, 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 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
So 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 fighting the weather
And too many nights of not being together
So he died