Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe No. 24

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

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

Well, they searched for a
And they for a father
And they searched till they no more
The doctors put to rest their scientific
And they named me 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 heart's own
the crepe jasmine bloomed on Rue Morgue Avenue
Though I couldn't hear the
Of the coming by toeing the track I knew

And if I an old man returning
With my and porkpie hat
I'd hit every jazz joint on
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 shoe from the and found
missing the other

And they gave me a last Christmas
And all the took a dance
But lately I've been growing
I've been again of the past

I'm wandering down to the
Of the great Big Muddy where the shotgun houses
I am seven years old and I my dad
Reach out for my

While I drew no one missed me
So won't on the day that I cease
Put a sprig of crepe with me
To remind me of New

I was standing on the sidewalk in
In Jacksonville,