A Song for Private Lee

Are there any in the army?
Any of a certain rank?
They fight and rise and die
they all do seem to tank.
Fighting for the same thing,
For love of country
Freedom, yes freedom we all sing.
In western parts a soldier thought
All my people seem to fight for nought.
We die unnoticed, live quietly.
No one yet sings for Private Lee.
A happier song I'll never hear
when white and black and brown declare
Never a braver soldier be
Than one as Private Lee.
He led not armies nor batallions
But for his people what he won
was place and rank among his men
but not as others like Custer or Patton.
But maybe this was not to be
that he was king of infantry.
In east his army all led by men
in green and men in red.
Fighting not for democracy
but night after night
for legacy and dynasty
and too for the right.
Across the seas that they did come
was not one man but many a sum.
It wont be fair to you or me
In this Republic song
To not sing for Private Lee
To sing it proud and strong.
It wont be easy to just say
why things did turn out that way.
But to let the world know
his day did come, he had to go
Private Lee, the work of the soldier done.
So lets hear it one more time
If only for the bloody rhyme
He did it not for you or me
The soldier Private Lee.