Chords for Johnny Cash - "Let Him Roll" [Live from Austin, TX]

[A] Guy Clark wrote another song, a great story, a great love song called Let Him Roll. _
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[F#m] _ [A] _ [F#m] _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [D] _
Let him roll, [G] boys, let him roll. _ _
[A] I'll bet he's gone to Dallas, [D] rest his soul.
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[D] Now he was a wino, tried and true.
He [G] did about everything a man can do.
[A] He worked on factories, he worked on [G] cars, he worked on farms, and he [D] worked in bars.
_ It was white port wine that put that look in his eye [G] that grown men get when they need to cry.
[D] [A] And when we sat down on the curb to rest, [G] his head [D] just fell down on his chest.
_ And he said, every single day it gets just [G] a little bit harder to handle.
And yet, [A] then he lost the thread and his mind got [G] cluttered, and the words just [D] rolled off down the gutter.
_ He was an elevator man in a cheap hotel [G] in exchange for the rent in a one-room cell.
[A] And he was years old before his time, [G] no thanks to the world [D] and the white port wine.
_ But he said, son, he always called me son, [G] he said, life for you has just begun.
[A] And then he told me a story that I'd heard before, [G] how he fell in love [D] with a Dallas whore. _
He could cut through the years to the very night [G] that it all ended in a whorehouse fight
[A] when she turned his last proposal down [G] in favor of being [D] a girl about town.
Now it's been 17 years right in line, [G] and he ain't been straight none of the time.
[A] And it's too many years of fighting the weather [G] and too many nights [D] of not being together.
So he died.
_ Let him roll, _ [G] boys, let him roll.
_ [A] I'll bet he's gone to Dallas, [D] rest his soul.
_ Let him roll, _ [G] boys, let him roll.
_ [A] He always thought that heaven [G] was just a Dallas [D] whore. _
_ Well, we went through his personal effects.
[G] And among all the stubs from the welfare checks [A] was a crumbling picture of a girl in a door [D] and a dress in Dallas and nothing more.
_ The welfare people provided the priest [Bm] and a couple from the mission [G] down the street.
[A] Sang Amazing Grace, and nobody cried [G] except some lady in black [D] way off to the side.
_ Well, we all left, and she's still standing there, [G] the black veil covering her silver hair.
[A] And old one-eyed John said her name is Alice.
[G] She used to be a [D] whore in Dallas.
_ [Bm] Let [D] him roll, boys, [G] let him roll.
_ [A] I'll bet he's gone to Dallas, [D] rest his soul.
_ Let him roll, _ [G] boys, let him roll.
_ [A] He always thought that heaven [G] was just a [D] Dallas whore.
Let him roll, _ [G] boys, let him roll.
_ [A] I'll bet he's gone to Dallas, [D] rest his soul.
_ Let him roll, _ [G] boys, let him roll.
_ [A] He always thought that heaven [G] was just [D] a Dallas whore. _
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Thank you. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thank you very much.
Here's a song I wrote called, well, this song, actually, the song is an old melody, a 17th century English melody.
It was originally the ballad of Barbara Allen, and I wrote these new words to it,
and if I can find out who wrote the original song, I'll