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 near the District
Next to the Sugar
Momma used to wheel me an ice cream wagon
One side for and one side for Colored
I trash cans floatin' down Canal Street
It rained day one summer
Momma to take me to Audubon Park
Show me the ways of the
She said, "here comes a boy, there goes a black one,
that one's an
This 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 Daddy came to the
Told the that they'd won the war
Maybe they'd heard it, not
Probably they'd it and just forgot
they built him a platform there in Jackson Square
And the people came to hear him everywhere
They to party and they partied some more
New Orleans had won the war
(We we'd do it, we done whipped the Yankees)

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

So he took us to the airport, and flew 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
Lose those bad
Those gray clouds above you, what you want 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