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Night they drove Old Dixie down Band
[C] [Am] Virgil [C/G]Caine is the name, and I serve[F]d on th[F/E]e Danvill[Dm]e train,
[Am] 'Til Stoneman'[C/G]s cavalry came an[F]d tore up th[F/E]e tracks[Dm] again.
[Am/E] In the winter o[F]f '65, We wer[C]e hungry, jus[Dm]t barely alive.
[Am/E] By May the tenth[F], Richmond had fell, it's a ti[C]me I [Dm]remember, oh so [Dsus4]well, [D]
(Chorus)
The [C/G]Night They Dr[Fmaj7]ove Old Dixie [C/G]Down, and the [Fmaj7]bells were ringing,
The [C/G]Night They [Fmaj7]Drove Old Dixie [C/G]Down, and the [Fmaj7]people were singin'. They went
[C/G]La, La, La, [Am]La, La, La, [Gsus4]La, La, La, La, La, La, [F] La, La, [C]
[Am] Back with my wife i[C]n Tennessee, Whe[F]n one day sh[F/E]e called t[Dm]o me,
[Am] "Virgil[C], quick, come see[F], there goe[F/E]s Robert E[Dm]. Lee!"
[Am/E] Now I don't min[F]d choppin' wood, and [C]I don't care if th[Dm]e money's no good.
[Am/E] Ya take what ya need and y[F]a leave the rest,
But the[C]y never should hav[Dm]e taken the ver[Dsus4]y best. [D] (Chorus)
[Am] Like my father [C]before me[F], I wil[F/E]l work th[Dm]e land,
[Am] Like my brothe[C]r above me[F], who took [F/E]a rebe[Dm]l stand.
[Am/E] He was just eighteen[F], proud and brave,[C] But a Yankee laid hi[Dm]m in his grave,
[Am/E] I swear by the mud [F]below my feet,
Yo[C]u can't raise a Caine bac[Dm]k up when he's in def[Dsus4]eat. [D](Chorus and fade)
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