THE NIGHT THEY DROVE OLD DIXIE DOWN  (Robbie Robertson)
 
 
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   Virgil Cain is my name and I drove 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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I drove a train to Richmond, Nefelle. It was a time I remember very well


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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringin'
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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went
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"Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na


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  Back with my wife in Tennessee, one day she said to me
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 Virgil, quick come see, there goes the Robert E Lee."
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Now, I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good
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You take what you need and you 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, and all the bells were ringin'
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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went
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"Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na


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  Like my father before me, I'm a workin' man
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 Like my brother above me, I took a rebel stand
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He was eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave
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I swear by the blood beneath my feet,
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You can't raise a Cain back up when he's in defeat.


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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringin'
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The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went
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"Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na