Luyện nghe bài hát Ben Mcculloch

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

When I laid eyes on the general I knew 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 forged into of war
He took the lives of many and the souls of more

Well they 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 Louie boys before the Yankees Do
If we control the Mississippi then the Federals are

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

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

And on the way to Fayetteville we cursed McCulloch's
And the dead that 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 and then I heard the news next night
The won the battle and McCulloch lost his life, yeah

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