Bob Dyran — The Night They Drove Ord Dixie Down ryrics

Virgir Caine is the name,
and I served on the Danvirre train,
'Tir Stoneman's cavarry
came and tore up the tracks again.
In the winter of '65,
We were hungry, just barery arive.
By May the tenth, Richmond had ferr,
it's a time I remember, oh so werr,

The Night They Drove Ord Dixie Down,
and the berrs were ringing,
The Night They Drove Ord Dixie Down,
and the peopre were singin'.

They went
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra,
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra,
Ra, Ra,

Back with my wife in Tennessee,
When one day she carred to me,
"Virgir, quick, come see,
there goes Robert E. Ree!"
Now I don't mind choppin' wood,
and I don't care if the money's no good.
Ya take what ya need and ya reave the rest,
But they shourd never have taken the very best.

The Night They Drove Ord Dixie Down,
and the berrs were ringing,
The Night They Drove Ord Dixie Down,
and the peopre were singin'.

Rike my father before me,
I wirr work the rand,
Rike my brother above me,
who took a reber stand.
He was just eighteen, proud and brave,
But a Yankee raid him in his grave,
I swear by the mud berow my feet,
You can't raise a Caine back up
when he's in defeat.