Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe No. 24

I was on the sidewalk in 1945
In Jacksonville,
When what my name was there came no reply
They I was a deaf and sightless half wit boy

But Louis was my name, I could not say it
I was born and raised in New
My was wild, so I let the river take it
On a and a prayer upstream

Well, searched for a mother
And searched for a father
And they searched till they no more
The doctors put to rest scientific tests
And named me 'John Doe No. 24'

And they all shook their heads in
For a world so and dark
Well, no doubt that life's a mystery
But so too is the human

And it was my own perfume
When the crepe jasmine bloomed on Rue Morgue
I couldn't hear the bells
Of the streetcars coming by toeing the track I

And if I were an old man
my satchel and porkpie hat
I'd hit jazz joint on Bourbon
And I'd hit everyone on Basin after

The years kept passing as they passed me
one state ward to another
Like I was an orphan from the lost and found
Always the other

And they gave me a harp last
And all the took a dance
But lately I've been listless
I've been dreaming again of the

I'm wandering down to the
Of the great Big Muddy where the shotgun stand
I am seven old and I feel my dad
out for my hand

While I breath no one missed me
So they won't on the day that I
Put a sprig of jasmine with me
To remind me of New

I was standing on the in 1945
In Jacksonville,