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All you Southerners now draw near, |
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Unto my story approach you here, |
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Each loyal Southerner's heart to cheer, |
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With the victory gained at Shiloh. |
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O it was on April of sixteenth day, |
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In spite of a long and muddy way, |
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We landed safe at Corinth Bay |
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All on our route to Shiloh, |
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That night we lay on the cold ground, |
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No tents nor shelters could we find; |
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And in the rain we almost drowned |
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All on our way to Shiloh. |
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Next morning a burning sun did rise |
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Beneath the eastern cloudless sky, |
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And General Beauregard replied: |
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"Prepare to march to Shiloh." |
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And when our Shiloh hove in view, |
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It would the bravest hearts subdue |
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To see the Yankee mighty crew |
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That held the works at Shiloh. |
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For they were strongly fortified |
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With batteries on the river-side. |
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Our generals viewed the plains and cried: |
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"We'll get hot work at Shiloh." |
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And when those batteries strove to gain, |
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The balls fell around us thick as rain, |
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And many a hero there was slain, |
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Upon the plains of Shiloh. |
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The thirty-third and the Zouaves, |
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They charged the the batteries and gave three cheers, |
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And General Beauregard rang the airs ' |
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With Southern steel at Shiloh. |
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Their guns and knapsacks they threw down, |
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They ran like hares before the hounds. |
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The Yankee Dutch could not withstand |
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The Southern charge at Shiloh. |
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Now many a pretty maid did mourn |
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A lover who'll no more return; |
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The cruel war has from her torn; |
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His body lies at Shiloh. |