Luyện nghe bài hát Ace

By: jimmy

Hardly a long time
a minute of the day
But the man who beside me
More gave himself away
The food on his spotted shirt
A beard on his face
A man of many names
So I just him ace

But ace read and ace can't write
And he on a bench at night
A little man the world has behind
He ain't bitter, he sweet
Makes his living on the
Never what he's gonna find

Born in
Picking cotton as a
Left for the city
Where he heard that was wild
That was years ago
When nothing's strange
a poor dirt farm to dirty streets
Is really not change

And ace read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at
A little man the world has behind
He bitter, he ain't sweet
his living on the street
Never knowing what gonna find

Go back to the
No he really do that
years have left him
Nothing but an old hat
So he puts it on his
And waves a good-bye
No left to turn around
And no to ask why

Ace can't read and ace write
And he sleeps on a at night
A little man the world has behind
He bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his on the street
knowing what he's gonna find
And this old world has left ace behind