Roll ´em in the morning
Roll without no warning
Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn
You know that he could
And he would, yeah
He´s a high rollin´ man
In a high rollin´ neighborhood

Sing it
Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em
Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em
Don´t do much good
But good Lord, he could roll ´em

Lord, he was a dreamer
Hardly worth redeeming
Hot damn, hot damn, hot damn
You know that he was
Lord, he was

But when it comes to his thumbs
Ain´t a man who can do what he does

Hear it
Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em,
Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em
Don´t do much good,
But good Lord, he could roll ´em

Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em,
Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em
Don´t do much good,
But good Lord, he could roll ´em

Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em,
Roll ´em, roll ´em,
C´mon roll ´em
Don´t do much good,
But good Lord, he could roll ´em