Virgil Caine is my name, and I served on the Danville train,
'Til Stonewall's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive.
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember oh so well...
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the bells were ringin'.
The night they drove old Dixie down, and the people were singin'.
They went
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la...