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[Verse 1]
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  Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train
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  'Til so much 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 took the train to Richmond that fell, it was a time I remember oh so well


[Chorus]
    C          Am        F     C                 Am
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringin'
    C          Am        F     C                 Am
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went:
C          Am         D                F               | C C/B | C/A C/G | C C/B | C/A C/G | 
"Naa na-na naa na-na, na-naa na-naa na-naa na-na-naa"


[Verse 2]
Am                   C              F                   Am
Back with my wife in Tennessee, and 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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Just take what you need and leave the rest, but they should never have taken the very best.


[Chorus]
    C          Am        F     C                 Am
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringin'
    C          Am        F     C                 Am
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went:
C          Am         D                F               | C C/B | C/A C/G | C C/B | C/A C/G |
"Naa na-na naa na-na, na-naa na-naa na-naa na-na-naa"


[Verse 3]
Am                C       F              Am
 Like my father before me, I'm a workin' man
C                      Am      F               Am
 And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand
             F              C                      Am              F
Well, he was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave
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I swear by the blood below my feet, you can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat.


[Chorus]
    C          Am        F     C                 Am
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringin'
    C          Am        F     C                 Am
The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singin', they went:
C          Am         D                F             | F | Am
"Naa na-na naa na-na, na-naa na-naa na-naa na-na-naa"