Zac Brown Band – The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Guitar)

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THE NIGHT THEY DROVE OLD DIXIE DOWN - Robbie Robertson [Verse]
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Virgil Cain is the name and I served on the Danville train

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Till Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks a-gain

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In the winter of sixty-five, we were hungry, just barely alive

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By May the tenth, Richmond had fell

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It was a time I re-member all so well
[Chorus]
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The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
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The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing. They went...
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Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
[Verse]
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Back with my wife in Tennessee when one day she called to me

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"Virgil, quick come see! There    goes       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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You take what you need and you leave the rest

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But they should never have taken the very best
[Chorus]
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The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
    A/E        D               A/E
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing. They went...
A/E      F#m        E              D
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na
[Verse]
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Like my father be-fore me, I will work the land

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And like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand

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He was just eighteen, proud and brave but a Yankee laid him in his grave

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I swear by the mud be-low my feet

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You can't raise a Cain back up when he's in de-feat
[Chorus]
    A/E        D               A/E
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
    A/E        D               A/E
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing. They went...
A/E      F#m        E              D
Na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na