โหลดเพลง mp3 Ace - Jimmy Buffett

Ace - Jimmy Buffett
Hardly seems a long time
Just a minute of the day

But the man who stood beside me
More than gave himself away

The food stain on his spotted shirt
A gray beard on his face

A man composed of many names
So i just called him ace

But ace can't read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night

A little man the world has left behind

He ain't bitter he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street

Never knowing what he's gonna find

Born in mississippi

Picking cotton as a child

Left soon for the city

Where he heard that life was wild

That was fifty years ago
When nothing's really strange

From a poor dirt farm to dirty streets
Is really not much change

And ace can't read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night
A little man the world has left behind

He ain't bitter he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street

Never knowing what he's gonna find

Go back to the country
No he really can't do that

Wasted years have left him
Nothing but an old straw hat

So he puts it on his head
And waves a last good-bye

No time left to turn around
And no time to ask why

Ace can't read and ace can't write
And he sleeps on a bench at night

A little man the world has left behind

He ain't bitter he ain't sweet
Makes his living on the street

Never knowing what he's gonna find

And this old world has left poor ace behind