Luyện nghe bài hát United Fruit

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

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

And on the it will lay,
Picked by the of the peons
At the lowest 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 are spent
To raise the buildings
For the weary of the workers
So will be strong in the morning
To go again.

Oh the companies a sharp eye
And pay their respects to the
To for the hot-blooded leaders
And be prepared for the to
them like flies.

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

(repeat 1st verse)