Luyện nghe bài hát A More Perfect Union

"Are we to go?"

[Intro: Okey Canfield Chenoweth III/Abraham
"From whence shall we expect the approach of danger? Shall some transatlantic giant step the 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 nation 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 waiting for the Fung Wah bus to me to who-knows-where
And I stand tonight, 'neath the lights of the Fenway
Will I not yell like hell for the glory of the Bears?
Because where I'm to now, no one can ever hurt me
Where the well of human is shallow and dry
No, I never wanted to change the world, but I'm for a new New Jersey
Because tramps us, baby, we were born to die

[Verse 2: Patrick
I'm 70 on 17, 80 over 84
And I never let the Parkway magnetize me no more
Give me a brutal summer
me a cruel New England winter
Give me the Pine Barrens
So I can see them turned into
And if I come in on a donkey, let me go out on a
I want to realize too late I never should left New Jersey
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, they're rustling around in the
I I had gotten away but the followed me to 02143
Oh, woe, woe is me, no one the trouble I see
When they hang Jeff from a sourapple tree, I'll sit beneath the leaves and weep
None of us shall be saved, man will be a slave
For John Brown's lies a-mould'ring in the grave and there's rumbling down in the caves
So if it's time for choosing sides, and to show this city how we do the Jersey Slide
And if it deserves a class of criminal
Then give it to them tonight
So we'll rally the flag, rally around the flag
Rally the flag, boys, rally once again
Shouting the Battle Cry of
Rally around the flag, rally the flag
Glory, glory, Hallelujah, His is marching on

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