Walking In Shiloh Video (MV)

In Tennessee, there is a place where many men have died
And the tears of wives and mothers fell after every battle cry
And I've seen the fields and meadows and the valleys there so low
And the hidden graves of men in grey, buried deep there at Shiloh
And I'm walking down in Shiloh and the cannon are still there
And I hear the rifles firing and see smoke up in the air
To the ridge where a soldier crawls, to greet the morning dawn
As he lays down to rest his head at the edge of a bloody pond

And I'm walking in Shiloh, after many years have gone
And I feel the ghosts of men and cause
If I stand there too long
And I feel their eyes upon me as I walk the sunken road
Crying for the men who bled and died in the fields of Shiloh

And I see the trees where Sherman ran, that dirty yankee dog
When Nathan Forrest chase him in the powder smoke filled fog
And I saw where Johnston laid and died, with his bloodstains on the ground
Shot down by a minnieball lost and turned the battle round

And I'm walking in Shiloh, after many years have gone
And I feel the ghosts of men and cause
If I stand there too long
And I feel their eyes upon me as I walk the sunken road
Crying for the men who bled and died in the fields of Shiloh

And the hornet's nest surrounds me in the rolling fields of red
As the captured yankees hold their hands above their beaten heads
And the brave true blood from courage covers grass all around
As it sinks into the cold black dirt and makes it hallowed ground

And I'm walking in Shiloh, after many years have gone
And I feel the ghosts of men and cause
If I stand there too long
And I feel their eyes upon me as I walk the sunken road
Crying for the men who bled and died in the fields of Shiloh

And the brave true blood from courage covers grass all around
As it sinks into the cold black dirt and makes it hallowed ground