John Doe No. 24-Mary Chapin Carpenter

[ti:John Doe No. 24] [ar:Mary Chapin Carpenter] [al:Stones in the Road] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.89]Songs Title：john doe no 24 [00:06.39]Artist by: Mary Chapin Carpenter [00:10.51] [00:21.71]I was standing on this sidewalk in 1945 in jacksonville illinois [00:28.50] [00:32.26]When asked what my name was there came no reply [00:36.48]They said i was a deaf and sightless half-wit boy [00:40.22] [00:42.16]But lewis was my name though i could not say it [00:46.18] [00:47.12]I was born and raised in new orleans [00:50.80] [00:52.99]My spirit was wild so i let the river take it [00:56.93] [00:57.62]On a barge and a prayer upstream [01:00.68] [01:03.31]They searched for a mother and they searched for a father [01:08.06]And they searched'til they searched no more [01:10.68] [01:13.74]The doctors put to rest their scientific test [01:17.18] [01:17.93]And they named me john doe no 24 [01:21.87] [01:24.00]And they all shook their heads in pity [01:27.68] [01:28.74]For a world so silent and dark [01:32.25] [01:34.50]Well there's no doubt that life's a mystery [01:38.12] [01:39.74]But so too is the human heart [01:43.06] [01:43.75]And it was my heart's own perfume [01:46.24]When the crape jasmine bloomed on st charles avenue [01:52.61] [01:55.42]Though i couldn't hear the bells of the streetcars coming [01:59.30] [02:00.49]By toeing the track i knew [02:03.49] [02:05.17]And if i were an old man returning [02:09.17] [02:10.55]With my satchel and pork pie hat [02:14.36] [02:16.24]I'd hit every jazz joint on bourbon [02:19.93] [02:20.74]And i'd hit every one on basin after that [02:24.73] [03:08.54]The years kept passing as they passed me around [03:12.75]From one state ward to another [03:16.75] [03:17.81]Like i was an orphaned shoe from the lost and found [03:23.56]Always missing the other [03:26.81] [03:28.50]They gave me a harp last christmas [03:32.37] [03:33.69]And all the nurses took a dance [03:36.58] [03:39.51]Lately i've been growing listless [03:42.64] [03:44.01]Been dreaming again of the past [03:48.03]I'm wandering down to the banks of the great big muddy [03:53.72] [03:54.41]Where the shotgun houses stand [03:57.72] [03:59.53]I am seven years old and i feel my daddy [04:04.34] [04:05.22]Reach out for my hand [04:08.22] [04:10.22]While i drew breath no one missed me [04:14.14] [04:15.27]So they won't on the day that i cease [04:19.01] [04:21.08]Put a sprig of crape jasmine with me [04:24.70] [04:25.77]To remind me of new orleans [04:29.02] [04:31.45]I was standing on this sidewalk in 1945 in jacksonville illinois