Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

Don't remember about my baby days,
But I been
We used to live on Willow the Garden District
Next to the Sugar
Momma used to me past an ice cream wagon
One side for White and one side for
I remember trash floatin' down Canal Street
It rained day one summer
used to take me to Audubon Park
Show me the ways of the
She said, "here comes a boy, there goes a black one,
that an octoroon
This little here's a macaroon, that big round thing's
a red
And the paper down called the Picayune
And here's a New tune"

In 1948 my Daddy came to the
the people that they'd won the war
Maybe heard it, maybe not
Probably heard it and just forgot
they built him a platform there in Jackson Square
And the people to hear him from everywhere
They started to party and they some more
New Orleans had won the war
(We knew we'd do it, we done the Yankees)

said, "I'm gonna get this boy out of this place
Bound to sap his
People have fun here, and I think they should
But nobody from here every to no good
gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him he's saved
Then throw fireworks all his grave"

So he took us down to the airport, and us back to L.A.
That was the end of my days
Blue blue morning, blue day
All your bad drift away
It's a blue blue morning, of a blue day
those bad dreams
Those gray clouds above you, what you them around
you for?
You got someone to you
Who could ask for
It's a blue morning, of a blue blue day
All your bad dreams away