TITLE = Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
CATEGORY = Rock
Artist=Joan Baez
Speed = Text1
Beats = 4
Measures = 2
Font = 40
NOTE = ZZZZ279
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Intro...
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Virgil Cain is my name and I drove on the Danville train
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Till Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
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In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive
Em                 C
I drove a train to Richmond, Nefelle
                   G           Em
It was a time I remember very well
    G          Em        C      G
The night they drove old Dixie down
                        Em
And all the bells were ringin'
    G          Em        C     G
The night they drove old Dixie down  
                         Em
And all the people were singin', (they went)
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Naa na-na naa na-na, na-naa na-naa na-naa naa na-naa na-na-

naa
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Back with my wife in Tennessee, one day she said to me
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Virgil, quick come see, there goes the Robert E Lee
Em                 C
Now. I don't mind choppin' wood
Em                 C
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.
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The night they drove old Dixie down
                        Em
And all the bells were ringin'
    G          Em        C     G
The night they drove old Dixie down
                         Em
And all the people were singin', (they went)
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Naa na-na naa na-na, na-naa na-naa na-naa naa na-naa na-na-

naa
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Like my father before me, I'm a workin' man
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Like my brother above me, I took a rebel stand
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He was eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in 

his grave
Em                 C                       G    Em
I swear by the blood beneath my feet, you can't raise a Cain 
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back up when he's in defeat.
G          Em        C      G
The night they drove old Dixie down
                        Em
And all the bells were ringin'
    G          Em        C     G
The night they drove old Dixie down  
                         Em
And all the people were singin', (they went)
G          Em         A                C                 G
Naa na-na naa na-na, na-naa na-naa na-naa naa na-naa na-na-

naa

(end on Em)