Luyện nghe bài hát John Doe No. 24

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

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

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 they all shook their 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
the crepe jasmine bloomed on Rue Morgue Avenue
Though I couldn't hear the
Of the streetcars coming by the track I knew

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

The years passing as they passed me around
one state ward to another
Like I was an orphan shoe from the and found
Always missing the

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

I'm down to the banks
Of the great Big Muddy where the houses stand
I am seven years old and I my dad
out for my hand

While I breath no one missed me
So they on the day that I cease
Put a sprig of jasmine with me
To me of New Orleans

I was on the sidewalk in 1945
In Jacksonville,