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THE NIGHT THEY DROVE OLD DIXIE DOWN

Em Virgil G Cain is my name and I C served on the Danville Am train,
Em Till Stonewall’s G cavalry came and C tore up the tracks Am again.

G In the winter of C sixty-five we were G hungry, just Am barely alive.
G By May the tenth Richmond C had fell.
It was a G time I Am remember all so D well.

Ch{ G The night they C drove old Dixie G down,
C And the bells were ringing.
G The night they C drove old Dixie G down, C And the people were singing. They went… G La la la la Em la la, la D la la la la la C la la la.

Em Back with my wife in G Tennessee, when C one day she called to Am me.
Em Virgil, quick! G Come see! C There goes Robert E. Am Lee!”

G Now I don’t mind I’m C chopping wood,
G And I don’t care if the Am money’s no good.
G You take what you need C and you leave the rest,
But they should G never have Am taken the very D best.

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Em Like my father G before me, C I work the Am land.
Em And like my brother G above me, C who took a rebel Am stand.

G He was just eighteen, C proud and brave,
G But a Yankee laid him Am in his grave.
G I swear my the mud C below my feet,
You can’t G raise the cane back Am up when it’s in the D feed.

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