Luyện nghe bài hát America (My Country Tis Of Thee)

My country, tis of thee,
Sweet of liberty
Of I sing.
where my fathers die
Land of the pilgrims
every mountain side,
Let ring.

Our fathers to thee,
of liberty
To we sing.
Long may our be bright
With holy light
us by thy mind,
God, our king.

Grand birds fly of our
Our and our fires
Keep we pure.
Our fed us through
The hope of all the
In peace and lie in
God a cure.