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The The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down
Intro  Em  
 Em      G                      C             Em       Am                                                                     Virgil Caine is my name and I served on the Danville train
 Em             G                C           Em     Am                                   Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
 G                 C          G            Am7                                                                                                     In the winter of '65 we were hungry, just barely alive
 G               C                           G       Am      Am7                                                                                                        By May the 10th Richmond had fell, it was a time I remember oh so (D) well. D7                                                                                                 

Chorus:
.    G         Cmaj7           G                 Cmaj7                                                                     The night they drove old Dixie down and all the bells were ringing
.    G         Cmaj7           G                Cmaj7                                                                     The night they drove old Dixie down and all the people were singing They went,
  G            Em       Am        C                  intro                                                . na na na na  na na na na na na na na na na na na 

 Em                   G              C           Em       Am                                        Back with my wife in Tennessee when one day she called to me
 Em         G             C           Em       Am                                   `Virgil, quick come see, there goes Robert E. Lee'
 G                 C                  G                 Am                         Now I don't mind choppin' wood and I don't care if the money's no good
        G                C                               G                   Ya take what ya need and leave the rest, but they should never 
have (Am)taken the very (D)best.   D7                                                                         
Chorus
 Em              G        C       Em       Am                                      Like my father before me I will work the land
 Em              G            C      Em     Am                                   Like my brother above me who took a rebel stand
 G                 C                    G               Am                                  He was just 18, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave
 G                    C                 G                                                                                                                       I swear by the mud below my feet, you can't raise a Caine
back (Am) up when he's in (D)defeat.  D7                                                                                                                                                                                                     

Chorus (twice) P 05 T 2.7 16 beat 4/4  00 acoustic or 07 Eagles