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 Sugar
Momma used to wheel me an ice cream wagon
One side for White and one side for
I trash cans 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 boy, there goes a black one,
that one's an
This little here's a macaroon, that big round thing's
a red
And the down here's called the Picayune
And a New Orleans tune"

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

Daddy said, "I'm get this boy out of this place
Bound to sap his
have fun here, and I think that they should
But from here every come to no good
They're gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him saved
Then throw all 'round his grave"

So he took us 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
It's a blue morning, of a blue blue day
Lose bad dreams
Those gray clouds above you, what you want them
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