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(intro) (G G A B C D)
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Virgil Caine is my name and I served on the Danville train
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Till 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.
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It was a time I remember oh, so well.
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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringing,
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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singing.
They went,
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'Naa na-na naa na-na, na
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Na na na na na na na na na'
Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me,
'Virgil, quick, come see: there goes Robert E. Lee!'
Now, I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if my money's no good.
Just take what you need and leave the rest
But they should never have taken the very best.
(Chorus)
Like my father before me, I will work the land.
And, like my brother before me, who took a rebel stand.
He was just 18, proud and brave, when a Yankee laid him in his grave.
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat.
(Chorus)
Written by Robbie Robertson