Tonart: C major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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he'd done about everything there is to do.
and he worked in bars,
It was that white port
that put that look in his eye
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that grown men get when they need to cry.
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and his head just fell down on his chest.
He says every single day
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it gets just a little bit harder to handle yet.
and his mind got cluttered
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Well, he was an elevator
man in a cheap hotel,
He's old, years beyond his time,
Gm
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no thanks to the world
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So he said, son,
he always called me son,
I'd heard before,
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how he fell in love with a Dallas ho.
Now he could cut through the
years to the very night,
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in favor of be ing a girl about ten.
none of the time.
of fighting the weather,
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So we die.
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in among the stubs from
the welfare checks
of a girl and a door
And the welfare people
provided the priests
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and a couple from the mission down the street
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except some lady in black way off to the side
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and we all left and she's standing there
John said her name was Alice
Gm
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and she used to be a whore in
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I bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul
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Oh, you let him roar, Lord, let him roar
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I bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul
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Or you let him roar
Or let him roar
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I'll bet he's gone to Dallas, rest his soul
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Oh, you let him roar
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was just a Dallas whore you
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