Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

Don't remember much about my days,
But I been
We used to live on Willow the Garden District
Next to the Bowl
Momma to wheel me past an ice cream wagon
One side for White and one for Colored
I remember cans floatin' down Canal Street
It rained every day one
Momma used to me to Audubon Park
Show me the of the world
She said, "here comes a white boy, goes a black one,
that an octoroon
little cookie here's a macaroon, that big round thing's
a red
And the paper here's called the Picayune
And a New Orleans tune"

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

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

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