Ace
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by Jimmy Buffett
It hardly seems a long time
Just a minute of the day
When the man that stood beside me
More than gave himself away
A food stain on his spotted shirt
A gray beard on his face
A man composed of many names
So I just called him Ace
Chorus:
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 going to 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
That really ain`t much change
Chorus:
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 going to find
Go back to the country
No he can`t do that
Wasted years have left him
nothing but an old straw hat
So he puts it on his head
And waves his last god-bye
With no time left to turn around
And no time to ask why
Chorus:
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 going to find
And this old world has left poor Ace behind
- Patrick E. Fleming ---------------------------------------------------------
- Dadgummit Blah! ---------------- He`ll join our band then we`ll understand -
- Department of Chemistry -------------------------- Why God don`t own a car -
- pfleming@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu -------------------------------------
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