Luyện nghe bài hát I Wish I Was in New Orleans

Well, I wish I was in New Orleans, I can see it in my
Arm in arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my and me
Hoist up a few tall cool ones, play some and listen
To that saxophone that's calling me home

And I can hear the band begin when The Saints go in
And by the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans I'll be
I'll drink you the table, be red nose, go for walks
And the old haunts what I wants is red beans and

And wear the I like so well and meet me at the old saloon
Make sure there's a Dixie Moon, New I'll be there
And deal the cards, roll the dice, if it ain't that ole Chuck E
And Avenue me and you, Sam Jones and all

And I wish I was in New 'cause I can see it in my dreams
Arm in arm down Burgundy, a bottle and my and me
New Orleans be there