Steve Earle(born January 17, 1955) is a singer-songwriterbest known for his countrymusic and rock 'n roll tinged " alt-country." He is also a published writer, a keen political activist (particularly in protesting against the death penalty in the U.S., as in his song "Ellis Unit One" from the movie Dead Man Walking), and has written and directed a play. Born in Hampton, Virginia, legend has it that a box of Texas dirt, sent by his grandfather, was brought into the delivery room, so that it could be said that the first soil Earle's feet ever touched was Texan. He moved around the U.S. with his parents, before dropping out of school in the 8th grade and heading to Houston, Texas, to explore a career in music. In 1975, he moved to Nashville and worked as a songwriter.
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Ben Mcculloch Lyrics
Steve Earle
We signed up in san antone my brother paul and me
To fight with ben mcculloch and the texas infantry
Well the poster said wed get a uniform and seven bucks a week
The best rations in the army and a rifle we could keep
When I first laid eyes on the general I knew he was a fightin man
He was every inch a soldier every word was his command
Well his eyes were cold as the lead and steel forged into tools of war
He took the lives of many and the souls of many more
Well they marched us to missouri and we hardly stopped for rest
Then he made this speech and said were comin to the test
Well weve got to take saint louie boys before the yankees do
If we control the mississippi then the federals are through
Well they told us that our enemy would all be dressed in blue
They forgot about the winters cold and the cursed fever too
My brother died at wilsons creek and lord I seen him fall
We fell back to the boston mountains in the north of arkansas
Chorus
Goddamn you ben mcculloch
I hate you more than any other man alive
And when you die youll be a foot soldier just like me
In the devils infantry
And on the way to fayetteville we cursed mcculloch`s name
And mourned the dead that wed left behind and we was carrying the lame
I killed a boy the other night whod never even shaved
I dont even know what Im fightin for I aint never owned a slave
So I snuck out of camp and then I heard the news next night
The yankees won the battle and mcculloch lost his life