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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Performer
Adam Goldsmith
Adam Goldsmith
Mandolin
Carter Burwell
Carter Burwell
Conductor
Chris Lawrence
Chris Lawrence
Bass
David Hartley
David Hartley
Piano
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
Orchestra Leader
Hugh Burns
Hugh Burns
Guitar
Nick Carpenter
Nick Carpenter
Clarinet
Paul Clarvis
Paul Clarvis
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson
Composer
Carter Burwell
Carter Burwell
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Norbert Putnam
Norbert Putnam
Producer
Jack Lothrop
Jack Lothrop
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train 'Til so much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive I took the train to Richmond that fell It was a time I remember, oh so well The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na-na-na, na-na" "Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na" Back with my wife in Tennessee and one day she said to me "Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee" Now, I don't mind, I'm chopping wood And I don't care if the money's no good Just take what you need and leave the rest But they should never have taken the very best The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na-na-na, na-na" "Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na" Like my father before me, I'm a workin' man And like my brother before me, I took a rebel stand Well, he was just eighteen, proud and brave But a yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the blood below my feet You can't raise the Cain back up when it's in defeat The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na-na-na, na-na" "Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na"
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