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Battle of Shiloh Hill Come all you gallant soldiers, a story I will tell About the bloody battle on top of Shiloh's hill It was an awful struggle; it'll cause your heart to chill All from the bloody battle on top of Shiloh's hill. Was on the sixth of April about the break of day The drums and fifes were playin' for us to march away My feelings at that moment I do remember well When first my feet went tramping on top of Shiloh's hill Was about the hour of sunrise the battle it began Before the fight was over, we fit them hand to hand And the hollers of the battle did my heart with anguish fill For the sick and the dying on top of Shiloh's hill Was early the next morning we fit the fight again Unmindful of the wounded; unuseful to the slain The cannon smoke did hide the sun, 10,000 was the kill And streams of blood went running on the top of Shiloh's hill My uniform of blue was turned to a purplish red When someone on a coming steed did strike me on the head I sent a bullet to his heart and as he fell away I saw the face of my father dressed in bloody gray Although we won the battle, my heart is filled with pain The one that brought me to this life I'll never see again I pray to the lord consistent with his will Lord save the souls of them poor boys that died on Shiloh's hill. DT #674 Laws A11 From Folk Songs of Central West Virginia, Vol 3 SOF oct96