Now I'd like to sing a song
that I've had the pleasure of doing many,
many times.
You know, almost every day,
no matter where you go,
you hear somebody say, Well,
the thing that's wrong with this country
is this and that.
And then they pro ceed to tell you
about
how much better it is somewhere else.
And for those Americans,
I'm singing this song.
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 and 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
Last night as I lay sleeping,
a wonderful dream came to me
I saw Uncle Sammy weep
ing for his children
from over the sea
They had come to him
friendless and starving,
and he took them into the fold
And now while in trouble he needs you,
you'll have to remember your role
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 and 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
Nice going there, partner.
There's a song that should stir the heart
of every real American.