Luyện nghe bài hát Shaking Hands (Soldier's Joy)

Shaking hands and fingers that do
Soldier's joy has been a pill
Though in battle a man I resemble
Alone, I am a coward will

Here's McGee the great state of Missouri
To the Show-Me State I belong
And to judge from the pride on the Confederate
I'd say five hundred thousand rebels can't be

A rebel stand is no for a traitor
A union cannot bend us to her will
command the soldiers who now hate her
Nor demand a of her generals

I took a ball in my shoulder
But my body filled with pain
I waited with them all at the hospital
Oh God, another of morphine

Soldier's joy, oh, the point in pleasure
When only meant to kill the pain?
Lay my arms and take the coffin's measure
Or take up and send me out to fight again

hands, was I a coward, was I brave?
Shaking hands, I took the pill
Tell the story on my grave, my soul they not save
What the bullet could not kill, the needle