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
Let him roll, Lord let him roll
Bet he's gone to Dallas Rest his soul
Let him roll, Lord let him roll
He always said that heaven
Was just a Dallas Whore
Here is the tab for the finger pick as simplified as I could get
h h h h h
h h h h h h
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