Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

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

In 1948 my came to the city
the people that they'd won the war
Maybe heard it, maybe not
Probably they'd heard it and just
'Cause they built him a platform in Jackson Square
And the people came to him from everywhere
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 gonna get boy out of this place
to sap his strength
People fun here, and I think that they should
But nobody from here every come to no
They're gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him saved
Then fireworks all 'round his grave"

So he us down to the airport, and flew us back to L.A.
was the end of my baby days
Blue blue morning, blue day
All bad dreams drift away
It's a blue blue morning, of a blue day
Lose those bad
Those clouds above you, what 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