Virgil Caine is the name
And I served on the Danville Train
Until Stonemason 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 singing they went
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
Virgil, quick, come see
There goes Robert E lee!
Now I don't mind chopping wood
And I don't care if the money's no good
You take what you need and you leave the rest
But they should never have
Taken the very best
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
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