Luyện nghe bài hát United Fruit

And the fruit ride on the waves,
And the crew dream of returning
to the florida waters,
For the work of onto the trains.

And the will dance by the shore,
fruit from venezuela, brazil and costa rica,
But the fruit from the of cuba
Is no more.

And on the it will lay,
Picked by the of the peons
At the lowest wages,
the profits are made by the strangers
far away.

Now some will pick the of the vine
While will go to the mountain
And eat the of the hillside
And the way of the rifle,
for the time.

Allianza dollars are
To raise the towering
For the weary of the workers
So they will be strong in the
To go again.

Oh the keep a sharp eye
And pay respects to the army
To watch for the hot-blooded
And be prepared for the to
them like flies.

So the price that they pay
As daily the it is stolen
Over the blue
But the lengthening shadow of
hinder the way.

(repeat 1st verse)