Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

Don't much about my baby days,
But I told
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 and one side for Colored
I remember trash floatin' down Canal Street
It every day one summer
Momma used to take me to Audubon
Show me the ways of the
She said, "here comes a white boy, goes a black one,
that one's an
This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big round
a red
And the paper down here's the Picayune
And a New Orleans tune"

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

Daddy said, "I'm get this boy out of this place
Bound to sap his
People have fun here, and I think that they
But nobody from here come to no good
They're gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him saved
throw fireworks all 'round 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 dreams drift
It's a blue morning, of a blue blue day
Lose bad dreams
Those 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 dreams away