Judy Garland - Don't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You lyrics

Last night, as I lay a-sleeping A wonderful dream came to me I saw Uncle Sammy weeping For his children from over the sea They had come to him, friendless and starving When from tyrants' 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!