Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

Don't remember about my baby days,
But I told
We used to on Willow near 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
Momma used to take me to Audubon
me the ways of the world
She said, "here comes a white boy, there goes a one,
that an octoroon
This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big round
a red
And the paper here's called the Picayune
And a New Orleans tune"

In my Daddy came to the city
the people that they'd won the war
Maybe they'd it, maybe not
Probably they'd heard it and just
'Cause they built him a platform there in Jackson
And the people came to him from everywhere
They started to party and they 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 that they should
But from here every come to no good
gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him he's saved
Then fireworks all 'round 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 dreams drift
It's a blue morning, of a blue blue day
Lose those bad
Those gray clouds above you, you want them around
you for?
You got someone to you
Who ask for more?
It's a blue morning, of a blue blue day
All bad dreams drift away