Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe No. 24

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

But was my name, though I could not say it
I was and raised in New Orleans
My spirit was wild, so I let the river it
On a barge and a upstream

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

And all shook their heads in pity
For a world so silent and
Well, there's no that life's a mystery
But so too is the heart

And it was my heart's own
When the jasmine bloomed on Rue Morgue Avenue
Though I hear the bells
Of the streetcars coming by toeing the I knew

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

The kept passing as they passed me around
From one state to another
Like I was an shoe from the lost and found
missing the other

And they gave me a harp Christmas
And all the took a dance
But lately been growing listless
I've been dreaming of the past

I'm wandering to the banks
Of the Big Muddy where the shotgun houses stand
I am years 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 me of New Orleans

I was standing on the sidewalk in
In Jacksonville,