Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You

night, as I lay a sleeping,
A dream came to me.
I saw Uncle Sammy
For his children over the sea;
They had to him, friendless and starving,
When tryrant's oppression they fled,
But now abuse and revile him,
Till at last in anger he said:

If you don't your Uncle Sammy,
Then go back to home o'er the sea,
To the land where you came,
be its name,
But be ungrateful to me!
If you don't the stars in Old Glory,
If you don't the Red, White and Blue,
Then don't act the cur in the story,
Don't the hand that's feeding you!

You the day you landed,
How I welcomed you to my
When you came empty handed,
And allegiance forever you
I you close to my bosom,
Of and of clothes you got both,
So, when in trouble, I you,
You will to remember your oath:

If you don't your Uncle Sammy,
Then go to your home o'er the sea,
To the from where you came,
be its name,
But be ungrateful to me!
If you don't like the in Old Glory,
If you don't the Red, White and Blue,
Then don't act the cur in the story,
Don't bite the that's feeding you!