| Song | Gone To Shiloh |
| Artist | Elton John |
| Album | The Union |
| 作曲 : John Taupin | |
| 作词 : John Taupin | |
| Luther left at first light Friday morning | |
| Little Dan and Becky wave good-bye | |
| They're gonna have to share the wait together | |
| Idle hands will see a good fire slowly die. | |
| Gone to Shiloh for the Union | |
| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side | |
| Gone to Shiloh, hope springs eternal | |
| When flags and bullets start to fly | |
| April's come and the air smells fresh with rain | |
| They watched his shadow fade around the bend | |
| He's headed for a different kind of thunder | |
| And the stunned surprise in the eyes of dying men | |
| Gone to Shiloh for the Union | |
| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side | |
| Gone to Shiloh, time passes slowly | |
| When flags and bullets start to fly | |
| The old black rooster sang in death down that dirt road | |
| His steps in bold, his man of fancy free | |
| I pray we see him alive and well in the forehead | |
| In that Godforsaken place in Tennessee | |
| Gone to Shiloh for the Union | |
| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side | |
| Gone to Shiloh, men stand united | |
| When flags and bullets start to fly | |
| After all this, if we should prevail | |
| Heaven help the South | |
| When Sherman comes their way |
| zuò qǔ : John Taupin | |
| zuò cí : John Taupin | |
| Luther left at first light Friday morning | |
| Little Dan and Becky wave goodbye | |
| They' re gonna have to share the wait together | |
| Idle hands will see a good fire slowly die. | |
| Gone to Shiloh for the Union | |
| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side | |
| Gone to Shiloh, hope springs eternal | |
| When flags and bullets start to fly | |
| April' s come and the air smells fresh with rain | |
| They watched his shadow fade around the bend | |
| He' s headed for a different kind of thunder | |
| And the stunned surprise in the eyes of dying men | |
| Gone to Shiloh for the Union | |
| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side | |
| Gone to Shiloh, time passes slowly | |
| When flags and bullets start to fly | |
| The old black rooster sang in death down that dirt road | |
| His steps in bold, his man of fancy free | |
| I pray we see him alive and well in the forehead | |
| In that Godforsaken place in Tennessee | |
| Gone to Shiloh for the Union | |
| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side | |
| Gone to Shiloh, men stand united | |
| When flags and bullets start to fly | |
| After all this, if we should prevail | |
| Heaven help the South | |
| When Sherman comes their way |