| Luther left at first light Friday morning
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| R32;Little Dan and Becky wave good-bye
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| R32;They're gonna have to share the weight together
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| R32;Idle hands will see a good farm slowly die.
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| Gone to Shiloh for the Union
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| Shoulder to shoulder, side by side
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| R32;Gone to Shiloh, hope springs eternalR32;
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| When flags and bullets start to fly
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| April’s come and the air smells fresh with rainR32;
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| They watched his shadow fade around the bend
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| He’s headed for a different kind of thunderR32;
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| And the stunned surprise in the eyes of dying men
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| Gone to Shiloh for the UnionR32;
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| Shoulder to shoulder, side by sideR32;
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| Gone to Shiloh, time passes slowlyR32;
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| When flags and bullets start to fly
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| The old black rooster singin' down that dirt road
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| R32;His steps seem bold, his manner fancy free
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| R32;I pray we see him alive and well in the fall here
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| Than that Godforsaken place in Tennessee
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| Gone to Shiloh for the Union
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| R32;Shoulder to shoulder, side by side
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| R32;Gone to Shiloh, men stand united
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| R32;When flags and bullets start to fly
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| After all this, if we should prevail
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| R32;Heaven help the SouthR32;
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| When Sherman comes their wayR32; |