The Band

Introduction

“The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down” stands as a timeless testament to the storytelling prowess of The Band, a legendary group that left an indelible mark on the landscape of rock music. Released in 1969, this evocative ballad weaves a tale of loss, resilience, and nostalgia, capturing the essence of a tumultuous era in American history.

Did You Know?

• Origin: Penned by Robbie Robertson, the song recounts the struggles of a fictional Confederate soldier, Virgil Caine, in the aftermath of the American Civil War.
• Artistic Depth: The poignant lyrics and haunting melody of “The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down” earned critical acclaim and cemented The Band’s reputation as masterful storytellers.
• Influence: Beyond its musical brilliance, the song served as a reflection of societal upheavals during the late 1960s, resonating with audiences grappling with issues of identity and heritage.
• Legacy: Regarded as one of The Band’s signature tracks, “The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down” continues to captivate listeners with its emotive power and enduring relevance.

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Virgil Caine is the name
And I served on the Danville train
‘Till Stoneman’s cavalry came
And tore up the tracks again

In the winter of ’65
We were hungry, just barely alive
By May the 10th, 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, “Na, na, la, na, na, na”

Back with my wife in Tennessee
When one day she called to me
Said “Virgil, quick, come see,
There goes the 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

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, “Na, na, la, na, na, na”

Like my father before me
I will work the land
And like my brother above me
Who took a rebel stand

He was just 18, 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

The night they drove old Dixie down
And the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the people were singing
They went, “Na, na, la, na, na, na”

The night they drove old Dixie down
And all the bells were ringing
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, “Na, na, la, na, na, na”