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