Luyện nghe bài hát Ben Mcculloch

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

I first laid eyes on the general I knew he was a fightin' man
He was every inch a soldier, every word was his
Well his eyes were as the lead and steel forged into tools of war
He took the lives of many and the souls of many

Well they marched us to and we hardly stopped for rest
Then he made this and said, "We're comin' to the test"
Well we've got to take Louie boys before the Yankees Do
If we control the Mississippi the Federals are through

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

Goddamn you Ben
I hate you more than any other man
And when you die be a foot soldier just like me
In the Devil's

And on the way to Fayetteville we cursed name
And mourned the dead that we'd left behind and we was carrying the
I killed a boy the other night who'd even shaved

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

you Ben McCulloch
I hate you more any other man alive
And when you die be a foot soldier just like me
In the infantry