Luyện nghe bài hát Ben McCulloch

We up in San Antone my brother Paul and me
To fight with Ben McCulloch and the Texas
Well the poster said we'd get a uniform and bucks a week
The best rations in the army and a rifle we could
When I first laid eyes on the general I he was a fightin' man
He was every inch a soldier every was his command
Well his eyes were cold as the lead and steel into tools of war
He took the of many and the souls of many more

Well they marched us to and we hardly stopped for rest
Then he made this speech and said we're comin' to the
Well we've got to take Louie boys before the yankees do
If we the Mississippi then the Federals are through

Well they told us our enemy would all be dressed in blue
They forgot about the winter's cold and the fever too
My brother died at Wilson's creek and Lord I seen him
We fell back to the Mountains in the North of Arkansas

Goddamn you Ben
I hate you more any other man alive
And when you die you'll be a foot soldier just me
In the infantry

And on the way to Fayetteville we cursed name
And the dead that we'd left behind and we was carrying the lame
I killed a boy the other night never even shaved
I don't even know what I'm fightin' for I ain't never owned a

So I snuck out of camp and then I the news next night
The won the battle and McCulloch lost his life