Luyện nghe bài hát United Fruit

And the fruit ride on the waves,
And the crew will of returning
Back to the waters,
For the of unloading onto the trains.

And the ships will by the shore,
With from venezuela, brazil and costa rica,
But the from the island of cuba
Is no more.

And on the decks it lay,
by the hands of the peons
At the possible wages,
While the profits are by the strangers
far away.

Now some will pick the fruit of the
others 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 be strong in the morning
To go again.

Oh the keep a sharp eye
And pay their respects to the
To watch for the leaders
And be for the junta to
Crush like flies.

So heavy the that they pay
As daily the it is stolen
Over the carribean
But the shadow of cuba
Will the way.

(repeat 1st verse)