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C am c/g f f/e dm Virgil caine is the name, and I served on the danville train, Am c/g f f/e dm'til stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again. Am/e f c dm In the winter of ’65, we were hungry, just barely alive. Am/e f c dm d By may the tenth, richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well,(chorus)C/g fmaj7 c/g fmaj7 The night they drove old dixie down, and the bells were ringing,C/g fmaj7 c/g fmaj7 The night they drove old dixie down, and the people were singin'. they went C/g am gsus4 f c La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Am c f f/e dm Back with my wife in tennessee, when one day she called to me, Am c f f/e dm Virgil, quick, come see, there goes robert e. lee! Am/e f c dm Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good. Am/e f Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,C dm d But they should never have taken the very best. (chorus) Am c f f/e dm Like my father before me, I will work the land, Am c f f/e dm Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand. Am/e f c dm He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a yankee laid him in his grave, Am/e f I swear by the mud below my feet,C dm d You can't raise a caine back up when he's in defeat.

Lyrics

C am
   c/g


  f
 f/e
  dm
Virgil caine is the name, and I served on the danville train,
Am

   c/g
   f 
 f/e
 dm'til stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
Am/e

  f

 c
   dm
In the winter of ’65, we were hungry, just barely alive.
Am/e

    f


   c
 dm

d
By may the tenth, richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well,(chorus)C/g
   fmaj7
  c/g

 fmaj7
The night they drove old dixie down, and the bells were ringing,C/g
  fmaj7
  c/g 
 fmaj7
The night they drove old dixie down, and the people were singin'. they went
C/g
  am

  gsus4

  f

 c
La, la, la, la, la, la,
 la, la, la, la, la, la,  la, la,
Am

  c

  f
    f/e
 dm
Back with my wife in tennessee, when one day she called to me,
Am
   c

   f 
 f/e
  dm
Virgil, quick, come see, there goes robert e. lee!
Am/e
    f

  c

   dm
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good.
Am/e


  f
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,C

  dm

  d
But they should never have taken the very best.
 (chorus)
Am

   c
   f   f/e   dm
Like my father before me, I will work the land,
Am

 c
  f
    f/e  dm
Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand.
Am/e 

 f

  c


 dm
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a yankee laid him in his grave,
Am/e

   f
I swear by the mud below my feet,C


  dm

   d
You can't raise a caine back up when he's in defeat.