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Gene Autry - God Must Have Loved America / Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You Album FLAC

Gene Autry - God Must Have Loved America / Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You Album FLAC Performer: Gene Autry
Album: God Must Have Loved America / Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You
Country: US
Released: Jul 1947
Style: Country
Label: Columbia
Genre: Folk & World
Catalog #: 37663
Size FLAC: 2449 mb.
Size MP3: 1336 mb.
Rating: 4.8/5
Votes: 182
Record Source: Shellac, 10", 78 RPM, Reissue




Tracklist


1God Must Have Loved America
Written-By – Fred Rose, Autry
2Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You
Written-By – J. Morgan, Hoier


Versions


CategoryArtistTitle (Format)LabelCategoryCountryYear
06359Gene Autry God Must Have Loved America / Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You ‎(Shellac, 10")Okeh06359US1941
06359Gene Autry God Must Have Loved America / Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You ‎(Shellac, 10")Okeh06359USUnknown


Album


God Must Have Loved America - Gene Autry. Лента с персональными рекомендациями и музыкальными новинками, радио, подборки на любой вкус, удобное управление своей. Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You - Gene Autry. Лента с персональными рекомендациями и музыкальными новинками, радио, подборки на любой вкус, удобное управление своей коллекцией. Provided to YouTube by Universal Music Group Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You Gene Autry The Cowboy Is A Patriot 2002 Autry Qualified Autry - Don't Bite The Hand That's Feeding You Letra e música para ouvir - 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. 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 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. Artist: Gene Autry. Album: The Cowboy Is a Patriot, 2002. Provided to YouTube by Universal Music Group. God Must Have Loved America Gene Autry. The Cowboy Is A Patriot. 2002 Autry Qualified Interest Trust and The Autry Foundation, under exclusive license to Varese Sarabande Records. Released on: 2002-01-01. Composer Lyricist: Gene Autry Composer Lyricist: Fred Rose. Auto-generated by YouTube. Now playing . Performer: Gene AutryWriter: Autry Fred RoseVocal with Instrumental at 78 revolutions per minute. Four stylii were used to transfer this. The recording on the other side of this disc: DON'T BITE THE HAND THAT'S FEEDING YOU. Technical Notes: Major static and popping. Gene Autry. Don't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You. Overview . The Cowboy Is a Patriot. Product Information Don't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You by Gene Autry - Digital Sheet Music. At a Glance. In order to write a review on digital sheet music you must first have purchased the item. Publishing administered by: Musicnotes, Inc. on 't Bite the Hand That's Feeding You. on Buddy. on Doodle Boy. on on the Table,, The And the Flag Upon the Wall. on , The Beautiful. on Bless America. Tracks of Disc 2. Autry Is Sworn Into the United States Army Air Forces by Col Edward F. You Feel Better. Must Have Loved America. Theme: Back in the Saddle Again. 42off. That's How I Got My Start: Jimmie & the Cowboys CD. Released in 2001. 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 na