Luyện nghe bài hát Shiloh

A mist halos the
And a soft wind breathes a whisper the trees
As I lean against a
I close my eyes and I can see

The ghostly forms of blue and
And I can almost the cannons blast
Standin' in the presence of the

The first few came cheerin'
Fear and runnin' through their blood
When the day was over
Those left were through a crimson flood

To think I could be here
In the spot where some young soldier his last
Standin' in the of the past

Brother fightin'
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

caught the rebels sleepin'
And woke to hear a Yankee bugle blow
Bullets flew like angry
the peach tree blossoms drifted down like snow

It must've been Hell on earth
What happened here is than we can grasp
Standin' in the of the past

Brother brother
fightin' son
By the time the had lifted
knew the north had won

Lord my soul feels
As my tears fall on grass
Standin' in the presence of the

Brother brother
Father son
the looks of this old graveyard
Hell really won

changed inside me
It sure can fast
in the presence of the past

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