Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe No. 24

I was standing on the sidewalk in
In Jacksonville,
When asked what my name was there no reply
They said I was a and sightless half-wit boy
But Louis was my name, I could not say it
I was and raised in New Orleans
My spirit was wild, so I let the river it
On a and a prayer upstream

they searched for a mother and they searched for a father
And they till they searched no more
The put to rest their scientific tests
And named me "John Doe No. 24"
And they all their heads in pity
For a world so and dark
Well there's no that life's a mystery
But so too is the heart

And it was my heart's own perfume when the crepe jasmine
On Rue Avenue
I couldn't hear the bells of the streetcars coming
By the track I knew
And if I were an old man
With my satchel and hat
I'd hit every jazz on Bourbon
And I'd hit on Basin after that

The years kept passing as they me around
one state ward to another
Like I was an orphan from the lost and found
Always the other
And gave me a harp last Christmas
And all the nurses took a
But lately I've been listless
I've dreaming again of the past

I'm down to the banks of the great Big Muddy
the shotgun houses stand
I am years old and I feel my dad
Reach out for my
While I breath no one missed me
So they won't on the day that I
Put a sprig of crepe jasmine me
To me of New Orleans

I was standing on the sidewalk in
In Jacksonville,