Текст песни John Miles - Nice Man Jack ( III Harley Street)

Nice man Jack is home again to see the morning come
Smiling at the passers-by, he takes the midday sun
And sometimes he would talk awhile to hear what people say
But they all say the same thing as he turns to walk away
It's a pity there aren't more like him
It's a pity there aren't more like him
It's a pity there aren't more like him