作曲 : M. G. Hill; Traditional
Come all ye valiant soldiers -- a story I will tell
About the bloody battle that was fought on Shiloh Hill.
It was an awful struggle and will cause your blood to chill;
It was the famous battle that was fought on Shiloh Hill.
'Twas on the sixth of April, just at the break of day;
The fifes and drums were playing for us to march away.
About the hour of sunrise the battle it began;
Before the day was ended, we fought 'em hand to hand.
The wounded men were crying for help from everywhere,
While others who were dying were offering God their prayer,
"Protect my wife and children if it is Thy holy will!"
Such were the prayers I heard that night on Shiloh Hill.
And early the next morning we were called to arms again,
Unmindful of the wounded and unuseful to the slain;
The battle was renewed again, and ten thousand men were killed;
This was the second conflict of the famous Shiloh Hill.
And when day had ended, the battle ceased to roar,
And thousands of brave soldiers had fell to rise no more;
They left their vacant ranks for some other ones to fill,
And now their mouldering bodies all lie on Shiloh Hill.
They left their vacant ranks for some other ones to fill,
God save the souls of those brave men who dead on Shiloh hill