Luyện nghe bài hát Ace

By: jimmy

Hardly seems a long
Just a of the day
But the man who stood me
More than gave himself
The stain on his spotted shirt
A beard on his face
A man composed of names
So I called him ace

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

Born in
cotton as a child
Left soon for the
Where he heard that life was
That was years ago
When really strange
>from a poor dirt farm to streets
Is really not much

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

Go back to the
No he really do that
Wasted years left him
Nothing but an old hat
So he puts it on his
And waves a last
No time left to around
And no to ask why

Ace can't read and ace can't
And he on a bench at night
A little man the world has left
He bitter, he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the
Never knowing he's gonna find
And this old has left poor ace behind