text_original: By the wind the smoke cloud lifted lightly drifted to the nor'ward, And displayed in all their pride the scarlet foe; We beheld them, with a steady tramp and fearless, moving forward, With their banners proudly waving, and their bayonets levelled low. Morgan gave his order clearly  "Fall back nearly to the border Of the hill and let the enemy come nigher!" Oh! they thought we had retreated, and they charged in fierce disorder, When out rang the voice of Howard  "To the right about, face!  Fire!"
text_transcription: BY THE WIND THE SMOKE CLOUD LIFTED LIGHTLY DRIFTED TO THE NORTHWARD AND DISPLAYED IN ALL THEIR PRIDE THE SCARLET FOE WE BEHELD THEM WITH A STEADY TRAMP AND FEARLESS MOVING FORWARD WITH THEIR BANNERS PROUDLY WAVING AND THEIR BAYONETS LEVELLED LOW MORGAN GAVE HIS ORDER CLEARLY FALL BACK NEARLY TO THE BORDER OF THE HILL AND LET THE ENEMY COME NIGHER OH THEY THOUGHT WE HAD RETREATED AND THEY CHARGED IN FIERCE DISORDER WHEN OUT RANG THE VOICE OF HOWARD TO THE RIGHT ABOUT FACE FIRE
phonemes: baɪ ðə wˈɪnd ðə smˈoʊk klˈaʊd lˈɪftᵻd lˈaɪtli dɹˈɪftᵻd tə ðə nˈɔːɹwɚd, ænd dɪsplˈeɪd ɪn ˈɔːl ðɛɹ pɹˈaɪd ðə skˈɑːɹlɪt fˈoʊ; wiː bᵻhˈɛld ðˌɛm, wɪð ɐ stˈɛdi tɹˈæmp ænd fˈɪɹləs, mˈuːvɪŋ fˈɔːɹwɚd, wɪð ðɛɹ bˈænɚz pɹˈaʊdli wˈeɪvɪŋ, ænd ðɛɹ bˈeɪənˌɛts lˈɛvəld lˈoʊ. mˈɔːɹɡən ɡˈeɪv hɪz ˈɔːɹdɚ klˈɪɹli  "fˈɔːl bˈæk nˌɪɹli tə ðə bˈɔːɹdɚɹ ʌvðə hˈɪl ænd lˈɛt ðɪ ˈɛnəmi kˈʌm nˈaɪɚ!" ˈoʊ! ðeɪ θˈɔːt wiː hæd ɹᵻtɹˈiːɾᵻd, ænd ðeɪ tʃˈɑːɹdʒd ɪn fˈɪɹs dɪsˈɔːɹdɚ, wˌɛn ˈaʊt ɹˈæŋ ðə vˈɔɪs ʌv hˈaʊɚd  "tə ðə ɹˈaɪt ɐbˈaʊt, fˈeɪs!  fˈaɪɚ!"