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Virgil Caine is the name |
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And I served on the Danville train |
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'Til stone man's cavalry came |
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And tore up the tracks again |
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In the winter of '65 |
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We were hungry just barely alive |
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By May the tenth, when Richmond had fell |
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It's a time I remember, oh so. well |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And the bells were ringin' |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And all the people were singin' |
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They went na, na, na, na, na, na |
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Back with my wife in Tennessee |
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When one day she called to me |
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Said, "Virgil, quick come see' |
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There goes Robert E Lee" |
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And I don't mind choppin' wood |
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And I don't care if my money's no good |
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Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest |
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But they should never have taken the very best |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And the bells were ringin' |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And all the people were singin' |
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They went na, na, na, na, na, na |
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Like my father before me I'm a workin' man |
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And like my brother above me who took a rebel stand |
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He was just eighteen, proud and brave |
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But a Yankee laid him in his grave |
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And I swear by the mud |
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Below my feet |
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You can't raise a Caine back up |
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When he's in defeat |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And the bells were ringin' |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And all the people were singin' |
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They went na, na, na, na, na, na |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And the bells were ringin' |
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The night they drove old Dixie down |
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And all the people were singin' |
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They went na, na, na, na, na, na |
