Tom: D
Introdução: D G A D
D G
Let him roll, boys let him roll
A D
I bet he's gone to Dallas Rest his soul
D
Now He was a wino, tried and true
G
Done about everything there is to do
A
He worked on freighters, he worked in bars
D
He worked on farms, 'n he worked on cars
Now it was white port whine, that put that look in his eye
D
So he died...
D G
Let him roll, boys let him roll
A D
I bet he's gone to Dallas Rest his soul
G
Let him roll, boys let him roll
A
He always thought that heaven
G D
was just a Dallas whore
When they went through his personal affects
D G
Let him roll, boys let him roll
A D
I bet he's gone to Dallas Rest his soul
G
Let him roll, boys let him roll
A
He always thought that heaven
G D
was just a Dallas whore
D G A D
Let him roll, boys let him roll