(J. Robbie Robertson)
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Virgil Caine is my name
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And I drove on the Danville train
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'Til so much cavalry came
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And tore up the tracks again
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In the winter of sixty-five
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We were hungry, just barely alive
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I took the train to Richmond that fell
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It's a time I remember
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Oh, so well
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The night they drove Old Dixie down
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And all 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
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Laaaaaa, la-la-la-laaaaaa
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La-la, la-la
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La-la-la-laaaaaa
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Back with my wife in Tenessee
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And one day she said to me
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Virgil, quick come see
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There goes the Robert E Lee
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Now, I don't mind I'm choppin' wood
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And I don't care if my money's no good
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Just take what you need and 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 all 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
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Laaaaaa, la-la-la-laaaaaa
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La-la, la-la
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La-la-la-laaaaaa
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Like my father before me
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I'm a working man
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And like my brother before me
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I took a rebel stand
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Well, he was just 18, proud and brave
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But a yankee laid him in his grave
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I swear by the blood below my feet
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You can't raise the Caine back up
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When it's in defeat
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The night they drove Old Dixie down
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And all 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
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Laaaaaa, la-la-la-laaaaaa
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La-la, la-la
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La-la-la-laaaaaa
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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
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| Joan Baez |
