Shiloh
Darryl Worley Lyrics


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A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind
Breathes a whisper through the trees
As I lean against a hickory I close my eyes and I can almost see
The ghostly forms of blue and gray
And I can almost hear the cannons blast
Standin' in the presence of the past

The first few waves came cheerin'
Fear and hatred runnin' through their blood
When the day was finally over
Those left wadin' through a crimson flood
To think I could be right here
In the spot where some young soldier breathed his last
Standin' in the presence of the past

[Chorus]
Brother fightin' brother
Father fightin' son
By the time the sun was settin'
Looked like the South had won
Now my mouth's as dry as cotton
And my heart is beatin' fast
Standin' in the presence of the past

Sunrise caught the rebels sleepin' and they woke
To hear a Yankee bugle blow
Bullets flew like angry hornets
Till the peach tree blossoms drifted down like snow
It must have been like hell on earth
What happened here is more than we can grasp
Standin' in the presence of the past

[Chorus]

Brother killin' brother
Father slayin' son
From the looks of this old graveyard
Hell nobody really won
Somethin's changed inside me
It sure can happen fast
Standin' in the prescence of the past





A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind
Breathes a whisper through the trees

Overall Meaning

Darryl Worley's song "Shiloh" paints a vivid picture of an individual standing in a battlefield that was marked by a bloody fight between the Union and Confederate sides during the American Civil War. The setting is marked by a mellow feeling, with the lyrics referring to a mist encircling the meadow and a gentle wind that blows through the trees. The listener is given an impression of the presence of ghosts and the past, conveyed through the singer's poetic imagery. Worley observes that the experience is otherworldly, given that he stands on the same ground where soldiers had died nearly 140 years earlier.


As the lyrics progress, the song describes the violence and bloodshed that marked the historical event. Notably, the chorus refers to "brother fighting brother" and "father fighting son," which accurately portrays the enormity of battles that led to people turning against those who were their family and friends. Worley also observes that despite the devastating effects of that war, the aftermath left no clear winner, evident in the "old graveyard" in which "nobody really won."


Overall, "Shiloh" is an insightful and thought-provoking song that taps into the horrors of war while drawing the listener in to consider the bigger picture of the human experience. The singer adeptly marinates personal emotions and impressions in a historical event, conjuring up an emotional response on the unjust treatment people visiting the site and suffered.


Line by Line Meaning

A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind
There is a misty haze lingering over the open field, and a gentle breeze rustles through trees nearby.


As I lean against a hickory I close my eyes and I can almost see
Resting on a hickory tree, I close my eyes and visualize the scene before me.


The ghostly forms of blue and gray
I see apparitions of soldiers clothed in Union blue and Confederate gray.


And I can almost hear the cannons blast
I can almost hear the loud booms of cannons firing in the distance.


Standin' in the presence of the past
Being here brings me closer to the past and the implications of this battlefield.


The first few waves came cheerin'
The initial troops arrived with enthusiasm and optimism.


Fear and hatred runnin' through their blood
Despite their bravado, many soldiers were scared and fueled by hatred for their enemies.


When the day was finally over
When the fighting ceased and nightfall came...


Those left wadin' through a crimson flood
The remaining soldiers trudged through blood-soaked ground.


To think I could be right here
To consider that I could have been present during the battle.


In the spot where some young soldier breathed his last
Standing in the location where a young man took his last breath.


Brother fightin' brother
Sibling turned against sibling on this battlefield.


Father fightin' son
Even fathers turned on their own children during this conflict.


By the time the sun was settin'
As the sun began to set...


Looked like the South had won
The Confederacy seemed to have the upper hand.


Now my mouth's as dry as cotton
My mouth is incredibly dry.


And my heart is beatin' fast
My heart races as I contemplate the events that occurred here.


Sunrise caught the rebels sleepin' and they woke
The Union army caught the Confederates off guard at dawn.


To hear a Yankee bugle blow
The sound of Union instruments played in the distance.


Bullets flew like angry hornets
Projectiles buzzed through the air similar to swarms of wasps.


Till the peach tree blossoms drifted down like snow
The petals of nearby peach trees fell like snowflakes in the chaos.


It must have been like hell on earth
The situation must have felt like a living nightmare for everyone involved.


What happened here is more than we can grasp
The horrors and devastation that happened on this battlefield are beyond comprehension.


Brother killin' brother
Once again, brothers turned on each other in a horrific display of violence.


Father slayin' son
Even fathers killed their sons in this brutal conflict.


From the looks of this old graveyard
Judging from the condition of this cemetery...


Hell nobody really won
It's impossible to declare a true victor from this display of violence and tragedy.


Somethin's changed inside me
Being here has altered me in some profound way.


It sure can happen fast
Warfare and violence can quickly transform and destroy entire communities.


Standin' in the prescence of the past
Encountering this historical moment has brought me into contact with a devastating moment from history.




Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DON POYTHRESS, WYNN VARBLE, DARRYL WORLEY

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