Ben Mcculloch

Tuning: Half-Step Down (Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb) Verse 1: Am G Am We signed up in San Antone, my brother Paul and me G Am To fight with Ben McCulloch and the Texas infantry G Am Well the poster said we'd get a uniform and seven bucks a week G Am The best rations in the army and a rifle we could keep G Am When I first laid eyes on the general I knew he was a fighting man G Am He was every inch a soldier, every word was his command G Am Well his eyes were cold as the lead and steel forged into tools of war G Am He took the lives of many and the souls of many more G Am Well they marched us to Missouri and we hardly stopped for rest G Am Then he made this speech and said, "We're coming to the test" G Am Well we've got to take Saint Louie boys before the Yankees Do G Am If we control the Mississippi then the Federals are through G Am Well they told us that our enemy would all be dressed in blue G Am Well they forgot about the winter's cold and the cursed fever too G Am My brother died at Wilson's Creek and Lord I seen him fall G Am We fell back to the Boston Mountains in the North of Arkansas

Chorus: G Goddamn you Ben McCulloch Am I hate you more than any other man alive C G Am G And when you die you'll be a foot soldier just like me Am G In the Devil's infantry Verse 2: G Am And on the way to Fayetteville we cursed McCulloch's name G Am And mourned the dead that we'd left behind and we was carrying the lame G Am I killed a boy the other night who'd never even shaved G Am I don't even know what I'm fighting for, I ain't never owned a slave G Am So I snuck out of camp and then I heard the news next night G Am The Yankees won the battle and McCulloch lost his life, yeah Chorus: G Goddamn you Ben McCulloch Am I hate you more than any other man alive C G Am G And when you die you'll be a foot soldier just like me Am G In the Devil's infantry