by J.R.Robertson.
© 1970 Canaan Music, Inc.

Virgil Caine is the name, and I DROVE on the Danville train,
'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
In the winter of '65, We were hungry, just barely alive.
I TOOK THE TRAIN, Richmond had fell, it WAS a time I remember, oh so well,


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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the ALL THE bells were ringing,
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the ALL THE people were singin'. They went
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La,

Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she SAID to me,
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good.
JUST take what ya need and ya leave the rest,
But they should never have taken the very best.

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Like my father before me, I will work the land,
AND Like my brother above me, I took a rebel stand.
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 THE Caine back up when he's in defeat.

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