Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train,
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'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
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In the winter of '65, We were hungry, just barely alive.
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By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, ohso well,
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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells wereringing,
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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people weresingin',
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They went La, La, La, La, La, La,
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La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
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Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she called to me,
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"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
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Now I don't mind choppin' wood,
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and I don't care if the 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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Like my father before me, I will work the land,
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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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I swear by the mud below my feet,
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You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat.
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The night they drove old dixie down
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| The Band |
