Virgil Caine is the name, and I served 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
By May the tenth Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember oh so well
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down|
And the bells were ringing
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
And the people were singin'
They went "Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na"
Like my father before me, I will work the land
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 by the mud below my feet, you can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat
© Canaan Music, Inc. 1970. Performed by The Band. Written by J.R. Robertson.