Born up on the Blue Ridge, at the Carolina line
Baptized on the banks of the New River
Brought up on bluegrass and clear moonshine
And tough as iron, but a heart soft as leather
Leevi
Lord, Lord, Lord, they shot him down
Ten thousand miles from a Southern town
Oh, Leevi
Like a fire on the mountain runnin' wild in those days
Playin' Knights of the Golden Horseshoe and Indian Raids
Now it's parachutes and combat boots, and camouflage their planes
And a country boy who don't belong in the desert anyway
Leevi
Lord, Lord, Lord, they shot him down
Ten thousand miles from a Southern town
Oh, Leevi
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Where the sandbox sure gets lonesome and it's 109 degrees
Singin', "Carry me back to Virginia, Lord, I'm down here on my knees"
In a market square, while the bells were ringin' loud to fill the air
Leevi gazed his eyes out through the rocket glare
Beyond the desert and the ocean, to the furthest fields of home
And when the bullets pierced his body, he was already gone
Leevi
Lord, Lord, Lord, they shot him down
Ten thousand miles from a Southern town
Oh, Leevi
Lord, Lord, Lord, they shot him down
Oh, Leevi
Oh, Leevi