Am              Am7/G               F     F/E      Dm
Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train,
Am              Am7/G               F     F/E      Dm
'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
C                 F            C               Dm
In the winter of '65, We were hungry, just barely alive.
C                 F               C               Dm                  D
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, ohso well,

Refr?o:
C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells wereringing,
C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people weresingin',
C                        Am
They went La, La, La, La, La, La,
G                   F
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

Riff C:
E | ---------------- | 
B | ---------------- | 
G | --------0------- | 
D | ----0h2--------- | 
A | --3----------3-- | 
E | ---------------- | 


Am              Am7/G               F     F/E      Dm
Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she called to me,
Am              Am7/G             F     F/E      Dm
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
C                      F
Now I don't mind choppin' wood,
C                       Dm
and I don't care if the money's no good.
C                          F
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,
C                          Dm                D
But they should never have taken the very best.

C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells wereringing,
C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people weresingin',
C                        Am
They went La, La, La, La, La, La,
G                   F
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

Solo do teclado: Am Am7/G   F  F/E Dm (2x)
                 C  F  C  Dm
                 C  F  C  Dm   D

Solo Da Guitarra: Refr?o

Am        Am7/G           F    F/E     Dm
Like my father before me, I will work the land,
Am        Am7/G           F    F/E     Dm
Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand.
C                            F
He was just eighteen, proud and brave,
C                    Dm
But a Yankee laid him in his grave,
C                      F
I swear by the mud below my feet,
C                             Dm                  D
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat.

C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells wereringing,
C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people weresingin',
C                        Am
They went La, La, La, La, La, La,
G                   F
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

( C B Bb A Ab G F# F )

C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells wereringing,
C               F                 C                     F
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people weresingin',
C                        Am
They went La, La, La, La, La, La,
G                   F
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La.