The Band

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C

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

Chorus 1:
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin'
          C/G             Am            Gsus4           F                    C
They went:  Naah, na, na, naah, na, na  Na, na, na, na, naah, na, na, na, na

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

Chorus 2:
    C/G          Fmaj7         C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin'
           C/G            Am
They went:  Naah, na, na, naah, na, na
Gsus4               F                    C  C   F    C
Na, na, na, na, na, naah, na, na, na

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

Chorus 3:
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin'
           C/G            Am
They went:  Naah, na, na, naah, na, na
Gsus4           F                    C      G/B Bb   F/A Ddim/Ab   C/G D/F#
Na, na, na, na, naah, na, na, na

Chorus 4:
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing,
    C/G        Fmaj7           C/G           Fmaj7
The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin'.
          C/G             Am            Gsus4           F                    C
They went:  Naah, na, na, naah, na, na  Na, na, na, na, naah, na, na, na


Chords used:
      EADGBe
C/G   3x2010
C/E   0x2010
Am/E  0x2210
D/F#  2x0232
F     133210