Luyện nghe bài hát Ben Mcculloch

We signed up in San Antone, my brother and me
To fight with Ben and the Texas infantry
Well the poster we'd get a uniform and seven bucks a week
The best rations in the and a rifle we could keep

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 stopped for
Then he this speech and said, "We're comin' to the test"
we've got to take Saint Louie boys before the Yankees Do
If we the Mississippi then the Federals are through

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

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

And on the way to Fayetteville we McCulloch's name
And mourned the dead that we'd behind and we was carrying the lame
I killed a boy the other who'd never even shaved

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

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