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Levi
Old Crow Medicine Show
This may not be perfect, but it s a start. Feel free to comment with any corrections.
Intro: . . . . ( walk down to throughout song)
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Born up on the Blue Ridge at the Carolina line
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Baptized on the banks of the New River
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Brought up on the bluegrass, and clear moon shine
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Tough as iron, but a heart as soft as leather
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Levi, lord, lord, lord the shot him down
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10,000 miles from a southern town
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Oh Levi
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Like fire on a mountain, running wild in those days
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Playing knights of the golden horse shoe and Indian raids
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Now it s parachutes and combat boots and camouflaged airplanes
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And a country boy who don t belong in the desert anyway
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Levi, lord, lord, lord the shot him down
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10,000 miles from a southern town
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Oh Levi
Well the sand box sure gets lonesome
Ands 109 degrees
Singing carry me back to Virginia
Lord I m down here on my knees
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In a market square where the bells were ringing loud to fill the air
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Levi gazed his eyes out to the rocket glare
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Beyond the desert and the ocean, to the farthest fields of home
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And when the bullets pierced his body he was already gone
. . . .
Levi, lord, lord, lord the shot him down
-. .
10,000 miles from a southern town
-. .
Oh Levi
Old Crow Medicine Show
This may not be perfect, but it s a start. Feel free to comment with any corrections.
Intro: . . . . ( walk down to throughout song)
. . .
Born up on the Blue Ridge at the Carolina line
. .
Baptized on the banks of the New River
. . .
Brought up on the bluegrass, and clear moon shine
. .
Tough as iron, but a heart as soft as leather
. . . .
Levi, lord, lord, lord the shot him down
-. .
10,000 miles from a southern town
-. .
Oh Levi
. . .
Like fire on a mountain, running wild in those days
. .
Playing knights of the golden horse shoe and Indian raids
. . .
Now it s parachutes and combat boots and camouflaged airplanes
. .
And a country boy who don t belong in the desert anyway
. . . .
Levi, lord, lord, lord the shot him down
-. .
10,000 miles from a southern town
-. .
Oh Levi
Well the sand box sure gets lonesome
Ands 109 degrees
Singing carry me back to Virginia
Lord I m down here on my knees
. . .
In a market square where the bells were ringing loud to fill the air
. .
Levi gazed his eyes out to the rocket glare
. . .
Beyond the desert and the ocean, to the farthest fields of home
. .
And when the bullets pierced his body he was already gone
. . . .
Levi, lord, lord, lord the shot him down
-. .
10,000 miles from a southern town
-. .
Oh Levi