The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down

The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train.
Till Stoneman?s cavalry came, and tore up the tracks again.
In the winter of sixty-five, we were hungry, just barely alive.
By May the tenth Richmond had fell,
It was a time I remember oh so well.
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringin?.
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin?.
The went la la la la la??..
Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me,
?Virgil quick come see! There goes the Robert E. Lee.?
Now I don?t mind ?em choppin? wood,
And I don?t care if the money?s good.
Take what you need and leave the rest,
But they should never have taken the very best.
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Like my father before me, I will work the land.
And like my brother above me, I took a rebel?s stand.
He was just eighteen, proud and brave,
But a yankee laid him in his grave.
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You can?t raise a Caine back up when he?s in defeat.
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