The Night They Drove Old And Dixie Down Ukulele tab

	  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 was a time I remember oh, so well. 
  
C               F                 C                     F  
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing,  
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The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singing,  
C                        Am  
They went La, La, La, La, La, La,  
G                   F  
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
  
  
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Am              Am7/G               F     F/E      Dm  
Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me,  
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"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes the 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  
You take what you need and leave the rest,  
C                          Dm                D  
But they should never have taken the very best.  

(Chorus) 

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

Solo Da Guitarra: Refrão  

Am        Am7/G           F    F/E     Dm  
Like my father before me, I will work the land,  
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Like my brother above me, I 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.  

(Chorus) 

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(Chorus)