#419 NIGHT THEY DROVE OLD DIXIE DOWN, THE
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eVirgil CGain is my name and I dCrove on the Danvillee train
GTill Stoneman's ceavalry came and tCore up the traceks again
CIn the winter of 'G65, we were huengry, just bCarely alive
eI drove a train to RCichmond, Nefelle. It was a Gtime I reemember vAery well
The nGight they dreove old DCixie doGwn, and all the beells were ringin'
The niGght they dreove old DiCxie dGown, and all the peeople were singin', (they went)
G"Naa na-na neaa na-na, naA-naa na-naa nCa-naa naa na-naa na-Gna-naa"
eBack with Gmy wife in Tennessee, Cone day she said eto me
G"Virgil, quick ecome see, there Cgoes the Robert eE Lee."
CNow. I don't mind choppin' Gwood, and I edon't care if the Cmoney's no good
eYou take what you need and Cyou leave the rest, but they should Gnever have etaken the Avery best.
The nGight they dreove old DCixie doGwn, and all the beells were ringin'
The niGght they dreove old DiCxie dGown, and all the peeople were singin', (they went)
eLike Gmy father before Cme, I'm a workin' eman
GLike my brother eabove me, CI took a rebel estand
CHe was eighteen, proud Gand brave, but a eYankee laid Chim in his grave
eI swear by the blood Cbeneath my feet, you can't raise a GCain back up ewhen he's Ain defeat.
The nGight they dreove old DCixie doGwn, and all the beells were ringin'
The niGght they dreove old DiCxie dGown, and all the peeople were singin', (they went)
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