Luyện nghe bài hát America The Pitiful

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

America,
God his wrath on thee
No livelihood, It's not good
sea to blackened sea

Time away, but still they play
With of conquering
The industry, they think they're
Toy soldiers of the

America,
God shed his on thee
No livelihood, it's not good
From sea to sea

Oh Beautiful for skies

With amber of grain
With purple mountain
Above the fruited

America,
God shed his on thee
With crown thy and brotherhood
sea to shining sea