Текст песни Judy Garland - Don`t Bite the Hand That`s Feeding You
Judy Garland - Don`t Bite the Hand That`s Feeding You слова песни
Last night, as I lay a sleeping,A wonderful dream came to me.I saw Uncle Sammy weepingFor his children from over the sea;They had come to him, friendless and starving,When from tryrant`s oppression they fled,But now they abuse and revile him,Till at last in just anger he said:If you don`t like your Uncle Sammy,Then go back to your home o`er the sea,To the land from where you came,Whatever be its name,But don`t be ungrateful to me!If you don`t like the stars in Old Glory,If you don`t like the Red, White and Blue,Then don`t act like the cur in the story,Don`t bite the hand that`s feeding you!You recall the day you landed,How I welcomed you to my shore?When you came here empty handed,And allegiance forever you swore?I gathered you close to my bosom,Of food and of clothes you got both,So, when in trouble, I need you,You will have to remember your oath:If you don`t like your Uncle Sammy,Then go back to your home o`er the sea,To the land from where you came,Whatever be its name,But don`t be ungrateful to me!If you don`t like the stars in Old Glory,If you don`t like the Red, White and Blue,Then don`t act like the cur in the story,Don`t bite the hand that`s feeding you!