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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down Robbie Robertson, The Band C
AmVirgil CC/Gain is my name and I sFerved on the DF/Eanville traDmin, AmTill Stonewall's cC/Gavalry came and tFore up the tF/Eracks agaDmin. C/EIn the winter of sFixty-five we were hCungry, just Dmbarely alive. C/EBy May the tenth RFichmond had fell. It was a tCime I remDmember all so wDell.
The nC/Gight they drFove old Dixie dC/Gown, And the bFells were ringing. The nC/Gight they drFove old Dixie dC/Gown, And the pFeople were singing. They went... "LC/Ga la la Amla la la, Gla la la la la Fla la la la."
Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me. "Virgil, quick! Come see! There goes Robert E. Lee!" Now I don't mind I'm chopping wood, And I don't care if the money's no good. You take what you need and you leave the rest, But they should never have taken the very best. (refrain) Like my father before me, I work the land. And like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand. He was just eighteen, proud and brave, But a Yankee laid him in his grave. I swear my the mud below my feet, You can't raise the cane back up when it's in the feed. (refrain) |C C/B |Bb Am |Ab G |F (refrain)