Letra de Shiloh's Hill

Come listen all you people, I tell a story true
It happened on the battlefield in 1862
It was an awful struggle with families on each side
As blood flowed across this nation's divide
It was on the 6th of April
About the break of day
Drums and fifes were playing as they marched to the fray
My feelings that moment I do remember still
When I first set my feet on the top of that hill
The wind and rain
Turn the skies of blue a cold and dusty gray
And shatter this land, so free and brave
When fathers and sons fell to thеir grave
On Shiloh's Hill
Our canon smoke filled thе sky and hid the evenin' sun
As I tended to the wounded when the battle was done
And there I met a soldier, just a boy of fifteen years
And he told me his story and shed his final tears
His uniform of blue had turned a scarlet red
When someone on a foaming steed struck him on the head
And then he returned the shot and as he fell away
He saw it was his father dressed in bloody gray
The wind and rain
Turn the skies of blue a cold and dusty gray
And shatter this land, so free and brave
When fathers and sons fell to their grave
On Shiloh's Hill
Although we won the fight, we lost ten thousand men
And I swore that night, I would never fight again
And I prayed for the lives, they'd not be spent in vain
As I returned home in the wind and the rain
The wind and rain
Turn the skies of blue a cold and dusty gray
And shatter this land, so free and brave
When fathers and sons fell to their grave
On Shiloh's Hill