The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down Chords

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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down



Hm    D                 G                             Hm
Virgil Caine is my name, and i served on the Dannville train
Till Stonewalls Cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
G                    D              Hm             G
In the winter of '65 we were hungry, just barely alive
Hm                G               D                    Hm             E
By May 10th  Richmond had fall – it was a time that i remember well

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The night they drove old dixie down, and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin' → D-Hm-E-G  lalalalaalalalaa-part


Back with my wife in Tennesse, when one day she called me
Virgil! Quick! Come an' see – there goes Robert E. Lee

Now i don't mind i'm chopping wood, and the money's no good

you take what you need and you leave the rest, but they've taken the very best

D            Hm            G              D                          Hm
The night they drove old dixie down, and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin' → D-Hm-E-G  


Like my father before me, i work on 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 by the mud down below my feet, you can't raise the cane back up when its in the feed

D            Hm            G              D                          Hm
The night they drove old dixie down, and the bells were ringin'
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin' → D-Hm-E-G