Luyện nghe bài hát Ben McCulloch

We up in San Antone my brother Paul and me
To fight with Ben and the Texas infantry
Well the poster said we'd get a uniform and seven a week
The best rations in the army and a we could keep
When I first eyes on the general I knew he was a fightin' man
He was inch a soldier every word was his command
Well his eyes were cold as the lead and steel forged into 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 this speech and said we're comin' to the test
Well we've got to take Saint Louie boys before the do
If we the Mississippi then the Federals are through

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

Goddamn you Ben
I you more than any other man alive
And when you die you'll be a foot just like me
In the devil's

And on the way to Fayetteville we McCulloch`s name
And mourned the dead we'd left behind and we was carrying the lame
I killed a boy the other night who'd never 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 heard the news night
The Yankees won the battle and McCulloch his life