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Let Him Roll
Guy Clark
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Date: Thu, 9 Nov 95 08:22:28 CST
From: davidb@efficient.com (David Byboth)
Let Him Roll
By Guy Clark
From Old No. 1
Submitted by David Byboth
davidb@efficient.com
C
He's a wino, tried and true
F
Done about everything there is to do
G
He worked on freighters, he worked in bars
C G
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
And he said "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
It's been seventeen years right in line
And he ain't been straight none of the time
Been too many days of fightin' the weather
And too many nights of not being together
So he died........ (guitar for one verse)
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 Amasing 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 One-Eyed John said her name was Alice
And she used to be a whore in Dallas
Sing:
C F
Let him roll, Lord let him roll
G C G
Bet he's gone to Dallas Rest his soul
C F
Let him roll, Lord let him roll
G
He always said that heaven
C G
Was just a Dallas Whore....
Here is the tab for the finger pick as simplified as I could get
it. I believe you have to capo up 2 frets to play with the
album. I haven't played with the album on this song in a long
time so I'm not certain. There are 16 dashes to each measure
so timing is somewhat represented.
I have tabbed two stanzas of the pick. It continues the same way
throughout the song. During the guitar solo, emphasize the
melody on the high strings. If anyone tries to learn this from
the tab, I would appreciate any feedback you can give me on how
useable it was as it took me a while to figure out from the
album. If you learn this song, the Randall Knife is very
similar.
NOTE: The "h" above the staff means hammer the note directly
below it.
G C F G
h h h h h
E|----------------|0-------0-------|----------------|----------------|
B|------------1-3-|------------31--|---1---1---1---1|--0---1-13---3--|
G|----------0-----|----------------|02--02--02--02--|----------------|
D|----------------|--2---2---2-----|--3---3---3---3-|-----------0----|
A|------------0-2-|3---3---3-------|----------------|--2---2-2-------|
E|----------------|----------------|----------------|3---3-----------|
C G C F G
h h h h h h
E|----------------|0-------0-------|----------------|----------------|
B|--1---130---1-3-|------------31--|---1---1---1---1|--0---1-13---3--|
G|----------0-----|----------------|02--02--02--02--|----------------|
D|--2---2---------|--2---2---2-----|--3---3---3---3-|-----------0----|
A|3---3-------0-2-|3---3---3-------|----------------|--2---2-2-------|
E|--------3-------|----------------|----------------|3---3-----------|
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