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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down lyrics Songwriter: Robertson, Robbie
Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train 'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive By May the tenth, Richmond had fell It's a time I remember, oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down And the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And the people were singing They went, "La, la, la"
Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me "Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E.Lee" Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest But they should never have taken the very best
The night they drove old Dixie down And the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singing They went, "La, la, la"
Like my father before me, I'm a working man And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the blood below my feet You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat
The night they drove old Dixie down And the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singing They went, "Na, na, na"
The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And the people were singing They went, "Na, na, na"