Nhạc sĩ: Robbie Robertson
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Herschel KaneWe were hungry, just barely aliveI made the 10th Richmond bellIt was a time I remember oh so wellThe night they drove old Nixie downAnd all the bells were ringingThe night they drove old Nixie downAnd all the people were singingThey went la la la la la laLa la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la laBack with my wife in TennesseeWhen one day she called to meHerschel, quick come and seeThere goes a Robert E. LeeNow I'mma call herI 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 all the bells were ringing.The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singing.And they went la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.Like my father before me, I was worth the land.Just like my brother before me, I was worth the land.He was just 18, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave.I swear by the blood to low my feet, you can't raise a K back up when he's in defeat.The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringing.The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singing.And they went la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the bells were ringing.The night they drove old Dixie down, and all the people were singing.And they went la, la, la, la, la, la, la.La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, the night they go home to sleep.