[00:00.000] 作曲 : Traditional Song
[00:09.082] Come all ye valiant soldiers -- a story I will tell
[00:17.429] About the bloody battle that was fought on Shiloh Hill.
[00:25.645] It was an awful struggle that cause your blood to chill;
[00:34.130] All from the bloody battle that was fought on Shiloh Hill.
[00:42.557] 'Twas on the sixth of April, about the break of day;
[00:51.128] The fifes and drums were playing for us to march away.
[00:59.445] The feeling of that moment I do remember still,
[01:07.694] When first my feet were tromping on the top of Shiloh Hill.
[01:16.084] About the hour of sunrise the battle first began;
[01:24.480] Before the day was ended, we fought 'em hand to hand.
[01:32.662] The horrors on that battle did my soul with anguish fill
[01:40.916] The wounded men and the dying that lay on Shiloh Hill.
[01:49.125] There were men from every nation laid on those bloody plains,
[01:57.230] There were fathers, sons, and brothers were numbered with the slain,
[02:05.589] The wounded men were crying for help from everywhere,
[02:13.954] And others who were dying and offering God their prayer,
[02:22.032] Very early the next morning we were called to arms again,
[02:30.353] Unmindful of the wounded and unuseful to the slain;
[02:38.581] The battle was renewed again, and ten thousand men were killed;
[02:46.677] And from their deadly wounds, the blood ran like a rill;
[02:54.873] And now my song is ended about those bloody plains;
[03:03.276] I hope the sight by mortal man may ne'er be seen again!
[03:11.392] I pray to God, my Saviour, "If consistent with his will,
[03:19.573] To save the souls of every men who fell on bloody Shiloh Hill."