Luyện nghe bài hát Ben Mcculloch

We signed up in San Antone, my Paul and me
To fight with Ben and the Texas infantry
Well the said we'd get a uniform and seven bucks a week
The best rations in the army and a rifle we could

When I first laid eyes on the I knew he was a fightin' man
He was every a soldier, every word was his command
Well his eyes were cold as the lead and steel forged tools of war
He took the lives of many and the souls of more

Well marched us to Missouri 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 the Yankees Do
If we control the Mississippi the Federals are through

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

you Ben McCulloch
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 we cursed McCulloch's name
And mourned the dead that we'd left behind and we was carrying the
I a boy the other night who'd never even shaved

I don't even know what I'm for, I ain't never owned a slave
So I out of camp and then I heard the news next night
The Yankees won the and McCulloch lost his life, yeah

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