Luyện nghe bài hát Ben Mcculloch

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

When I first laid eyes on the general I he was a fightin' man
He was inch a soldier, every word 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 marched us to Missouri and we hardly stopped for
Then he this speech and said, "We're comin' to the test"
Well we've got to take Saint Louie boys the Yankees Do
If we control the Mississippi then the Federals are

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

you Ben McCulloch
I you more 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 we cursed McCulloch's name
And mourned the dead that we'd behind and we was carrying the lame
I killed a boy the night who'd never even shaved

I don't 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 any other man alive
And when you die you'll be a soldier just like me
In the infantry