Luyện nghe bài hát New Orleans Wins The War

Don't much about my baby days,
But I been
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 White and one for Colored
I trash cans floatin' down Canal Street
It every day one summer
used to take me to Audubon Park
Show me the of the world
She said, "here comes a white boy, there goes a one,
one's an octoroon
This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big thing's
a red
And the paper down called the Picayune
And here's a New tune"

In 1948 my Daddy to the city
Told the people they'd won the war
Maybe they'd it, maybe not
Probably heard it and just forgot
'Cause they him a platform there in Jackson Square
And the people came to hear him 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 this boy out of this
Bound to sap his
People have fun here, and I that they should
But nobody from every come to no good
They're gonna pickle him in and tell him he's saved
throw fireworks all 'round his grave"

So he took us down to the airport, and flew us to L.A.
was the end of my baby days
Blue morning, blue blue day
All your bad dreams 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 could ask for
a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day
All your bad dreams away