Luyện nghe bài hát Shiloh

A mist the meadow
And a soft wind breathes a whisper through the
As I lean a hickory
I close my eyes and I can see

The ghostly of blue and gray
And I can almost the cannons blast
Standin' in the of the past

The first few waves came
Fear and hatred runnin' through blood
When the day was over
Those were wadin' through a crimson flood

To think I could be here
In the spot some young soldier breathed his last
in the presence of the past

Brother brother
fightin' son
By the the sun was settin'
like the south had won

Now my as dry as cotton
And my heart is fast
Standin' in the presence of the

Sunrise caught the sleepin'
And they woke to hear a Yankee bugle
Bullets like angry hornets
Till the peach tree drifted down like snow

It been like Hell on earth
What happened is more than we can grasp
Standin' in the presence of the

fightin' brother
Father son
By the time the had lifted
They the north had won

my soul feels empty
As my fall on this grass
Standin' in the presence of the

killin' brother
Father son
From the looks of old graveyard
Hell really won

changed inside me
It can happen fast
Standin' in the presence of the

A mist halos the
And a soft wind breathes a whisper through the