Luyện nghe bài hát Ace

By: jimmy

Hardly seems a time
Just a of the day
But the man who beside me
More gave himself away
The food on his spotted shirt
A gray beard on his
A man composed of names
So I called him ace

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

Born in
Picking as a child
Left soon for the
Where he that life was wild
was fifty years ago
When really strange
>from a dirt farm to dirty streets
Is not much change

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

Go to the country
No he really do that
years have left him
Nothing but an old hat
So he it on his head
And a last good-bye
No time left to around
And no to ask why

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