The night they drove old Dixie down Na, na, na, na, na, na, na And all the people were singin' they went All the bells were ringing All them bells were ringing Virgil Caine is the name and I served on the Danville train 'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and

Happy little day, Jimmy went away Met his little Jenny on a public holiday A happy pair they made, so decorously laid 'Neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade "It's so good to know there's still a little magic in the air I'll weave my spell"

The night they drove old Dixie down Na, na, na, na, na, na, na And all the people were singin' they went All the bells were ringing All them bells were ringing Virgil Caine is the name and I served on the Danville train 'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and

How dare you, I miss you They say I'll be OK But I'm not going to ever get over you But you went away Weather man said it's gonna snow By now I should be used to the cold Mid-February shouldn't be so scary It was only December I still remember the

(They tryna blackball me) They tryna blackball me, they say I get too much money They want my name from me because they know what it do They say I'm A-Rod, n****, cause I got the juice They tryna blackball me, went and bought a Ghost as a coupe Soon as I

The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' And all the people were singin' They went, "Na, na, na, na, na, na" Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train 'Til so much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again In the

Getting the cool with the happy, they went fire People downing in the middle of the parties again Seems to feel that beat you can't stop bouncing Why don't we keep the rhythm just how it sounds Now people wanna stop the frenzied happening But I need you

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

They sat in an abandoned luncheonette Sipping imaginary cola and drawing faces in the tabletop dust His voice was rusty from years as a sergeant on "this man's army" They were old and crusty She was twenty when the diner was a baby He was the dishwasher,