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

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

If you don't like your Sammy,
go back 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 the stars in Old Glory,
If you don't like the Red, and Blue,
don't act like the cur in the story,
Don't bite the that's feeding you!

You the day you landed,
How I welcomed you to my
you came here empty handed,
And allegiance you swore?
I gathered you to my bosom,
Of and of clothes you got both,
So, when in trouble, I you,
You will have to remember oath:

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