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Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train
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ʼTil Stonewallʼs cavalry came, and tore up the tracks again.
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In the winter of ʼ65, we were hungry, just barely alive.
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I took the train to Richmond, it fell, itʼs 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 ringing,
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The night they drove old Dixie down,
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and the people were singinʼ. They went
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La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
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Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she said to me
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"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
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Now I donʼt mindʼ choppinʼ wood,
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and I donʼt care if the moneyʼs no good.
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Ya take what ya 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 ringing,
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The night they drove old Dixie down,
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and the people were singinʼ. They went
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La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
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Like my father before me, Iʼm a workinʼ man
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Like my brother above me, I 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 blood below my feet,
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you canʼt raise the cane back up when itʼs in the seed.
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The night they drove old Dixie down,
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and all the bells were ringing,
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The night they drove old Dixie down,
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and the people were singinʼ. They went
C#A#mD#F#
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
