virgil caine is my name and i drove on the danville train
till so much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
in the winter of ‘sixtyfive we were hungry just barely alive
i took the train to richmond that fell
it was a time i remember oh so well
the night they drove old dixie down
and all the bells were ringin’
the night they drove old dixie down
and all the people were singin’
they went
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la
back with my wife in tennessee
and one day she said to me
virgil quick come see
there goes the robert e lee
now i don’t mind chopping wood
and i don’t care if the money’s no good
just take what you need and leave the rest
but they should never have taken the very best
the night they drove old dixie down
and all the bells were ringin’
the night they drove old dixie down
and all the people were singin’
they went
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la
like my father before me i’m a working man
and like my brother before me i took a rebel stand
oh he was just eighteen proud and brave
but a yankee laid him in his grave
i swear by the blood below my feet
you can’t raise a caine back up when he’s in defeat
the night they drove old dixie down
and all the bells were ringin’
the night they drove old dixie down
and all the people were singin’
they went
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la
Artist: Joan Baez
Year: 1971
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 165