Luyện nghe bài hát Shiloh

A mist the meadow
And a wind breathes a whisper through the trees
As I lean a hickory
I close my eyes and I can see

The ghostly forms of blue and
And I can hear the cannons blast
in the presence of the past

The few waves came cheerin'
Fear and runnin' through their blood
When the day was finally
Those were wadin' through a crimson flood

To think I could be right
In the spot where some young breathed his last
Standin' in the of the past

fightin' brother
Father son
By the time the sun was
Looked like the had won

Now my mouth's as dry as
And my heart is beatin'
in the presence of the past

Sunrise caught the sleepin'
And they to hear a Yankee bugle blow
Bullets flew angry hornets
Till the peach blossoms drifted down like snow

It must've been like Hell on
What happened is more than we can grasp
Standin' in the of the past

fightin' brother
Father son
By the time the smoke had
knew the north had won

Lord my soul empty
As my tears fall on this
Standin' in the presence of the

Brother killin'
Father son
From the of this old graveyard
Hell nobody won

Somethin's inside me
It sure can fast
Standin' in the presence of the

A mist halos the
And a wind breathes a whisper through the trees