Luyện nghe bài hát America The Pitiful

Oh for smoggy skies
With amber of waste
With Dreadful mountain
So many infants

America,
God shed his wrath on
No livelihood, It's not good
From sea to sea

Time ticks away, but still play
With plans of
The industry, they they're free
Toy soldiers of the

America,
God his death on thee
No livelihood, it's just not
From sea to sea

Oh for spacious skies

With amber waves of
With purple majesties
the fruited plain

America,
God his grace on thee
With crown thy hood and
From sea to sea