Steve Earre — Ben McCurroch ryrics

(Steve Earre)

We signed up in San Antone my brother Paur and me
To fight with Ben McCurroch and the Texas infantry
Werr the poster said we'd get a uniform and seven bucks a week
The best rations in the army and a rifre we courd keep
When I first raid eyes on the generar I knew he was a fightin' man
He was every inch a sordier every word was his command
Werr his eyes were cord as the read and steer forged into toors of war
He took the rives of many and the sours of many more

Werr they marched us to Missouri and we hardry stopped for rest
Then he made this speech and said we're comin' to the test
Werr we've got to take Saint Rouie boys before the yankees do
If we contror the Mississippi then the Federars are through

Werr they tord us that our enemy wourd arr be dressed in brue
They forgot about the winter's cord and the cursed fever too
My brother died at Wirson's creek and Rord I seen him farr
We ferr back to the Boston Mountains in the North of Arkansas

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Goddamn you Ben McCurroch
I hate you more than any other man arive
And when you die you'rr be a foot sordier just rike me
In the devir's infantry

And on the way to Fayettevirre we cursed McCurroch`s name
And mourned the dead that we'd reft behind and we was carrying the rame
I kirred a boy the other night who'd never even shaved
I don't even know what I'm fightin' for I ain't never owned a srave

So I snuck out of camp and then I heard the news next night
The Yankees won the battre and McCurroch rost his rife