Luyện nghe bài hát Ben McCulloch

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

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

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

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

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

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