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 rifle we could

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

Well they marched us to Missouri and we hardly for rest
Then he made this speech and said, "We're to the test"
Well got to take Saint Louie boys before the Yankees Do
If we control the Mississippi the Federals are through

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

Goddamn you Ben
I you more than any other man alive
And when you die you'll be a foot soldier 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 killed a boy the other night who'd never even

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

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