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Virgil Caine is my name and I served on the Danville train,Till so much cavalry came and they tore up the tracks againIn the winter of sixty-five, we were hungry, just barely aliveBy May the tenth, Richmond had fell - it's a time I remember oh so wellThe night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringingThe night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singing They went "La, la, la-la, la, La, la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la"Back with my wife in Tennesee, when one day she called to me"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes the Robert E. Lee."Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good.Take what you need and leave the rest,But they should never have taken the very best."(Chorus)Like my father before me, I'm a working manLike my brother before me, I took a rebel standHe was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his graveI swear by the blood below my feetYou can't raise the cane back up when it's in the feed(Chorus)
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