Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe No. 24

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

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

Well, searched for a mother
And 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 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
Though I couldn't the bells
Of the coming by toeing the track I knew

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

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

And gave me a harp last Christmas
And all the nurses a dance
But lately I've growing listless
I've been dreaming again of the

I'm down to the banks
Of the great Big Muddy the shotgun houses stand
I am seven old and I feel my dad
Reach out for my

I drew breath no one missed me
So they won't on the day I cease
Put a sprig of crepe jasmine me
To remind me of New

I was standing on the sidewalk in
In Jacksonville,