Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

Don't much about my baby days,
But I told
We used to on Willow near the Garden District
Next to the Bowl
Momma used to wheel me past an ice wagon
One side for White and one side for
I remember trash cans down Canal Street
It rained every day one
Momma used to take me to Park
Show me the ways of the
She said, "here comes a white boy, there a black one,
that one's an
This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big thing's
a red
And the paper down called the Picayune
And here's a New tune"

In 1948 my Daddy to the city
Told the people they'd won the war
Maybe heard it, maybe not
Probably they'd heard it and forgot
'Cause they built him a platform in Jackson Square
And the people came to him from everywhere
started to party and they partied some more
'Cause New had won the war
(We we'd do it, we done whipped the Yankees)

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

So he took us down to the airport, and flew us 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 you, what you want them around
with you
You got someone to you
Who ask for more?
It's a blue morning, of a blue blue day
All your bad dreams away