Luyện nghe bài hát A More Perfect Union

"Are we to go?"

[Intro: Okey Canfield Chenoweth Lincoln]
"From whence shall we expect the approach of danger? Shall some transatlantic giant step the earth and crush us at a blow? Never! All the armies of Europe and Asia could not, by force, take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in the trial of a thousand years. If destruction be our lot, we ourselves must be its author and finisher. As a of free men, we will live forever, or die by suicide."

1: Patrick Stickles]
There'll be no more the cars on the Garden State Parkway
Nor for the Fung Wah bus to carry me to who-knows-where
And when I stand tonight, 'neath the of the Fenway
Will I not yell like hell for the glory of the Newark
where I'm going to now, no one can ever hurt me
Where the of human hatred is shallow and dry
No, I never wanted to change the world, but I'm for a new New Jersey
Because tramps like us, baby, we were to die

2: Patrick Stickles]
I'm doing 70 on 17, 80 84
And I never let the Meritt magnetize me no more
Give me a brutal summer
me a cruel New England winter
Give me the Pine Barrens
So I can see turned into splinters
And if I in on a donkey, let me go out on a gurney
I want to realize too late I never should have left New
Whoa-oh-oh-oh,
La da da da da da da da da da da, yeah!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh,
La da da da da da da da da da da, yeah!

[Verse 3: Patrick
I sense the enemy, rustling around in the trees
I thought I had gotten away but the me to 02143
Oh, woe, woe is me, no one knows the I see
When they hang Jeff Davis from a sourapple tree, I'll sit the leaves and weep
None of us shall be saved, every man will be a
For John Brown's body lies a-mould'ring in the grave and there's down in the caves
So if it's time for choosing sides, and to show this dirty city how we do the Jersey
And if it a better class of criminal
Then I'ma it to them tonight
So we'll rally around the flag, rally around the
Rally the flag, boys, rally once again
Shouting the Cry of Freedom
Rally around the flag, around the flag
Glory, glory, Hallelujah, His truth is on

Nolen Strals/William Lloyd Garrison]
"I will be as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as justice. On this subject, I do not to think, or speak, or write with moderation. I am in earnest. I will not equivocate, I will not excuse, I will not retreat a single inch, and I will be heard."