SONG: "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down"WRITTEN BY: Robbie Robertson
PERFORMED BY: The Band
APPEARS ON: The Band (1969)
In a making-of documentary concerning the Band's self-titled album, Robbie Robertson recalls a visit with Levon Helm's parents in Arkansas:
"I was at Levon's house and I was there with his mom, and dad. At one point in the conversation his dad said - just kiddingly, but there was some sincerity in it at the same time - and he said to me, 'Well, you know, Robbie, one of these days the South is gonna rise again.' "
He seems at once pleased and troubled by the recollection. The same feeling I have every time I listen to "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down".
Is it an ode to a vanished way of life? And if so, which way is that? The way of the bunkhouse and the lash?
Is it a plea for understanding of those still suffering, at least in their imaginations, from scars left by the War of Northern Aggression?
It is easy to jump to either conclusion. But it is more reasonable to assume that what Robertson wrote is but a well-crafted character study. He evokes a time and place with entirely human longings that are relatable if a bit uncomfortable. It's a great little piece of Realism. A holding-up of the mirror in which one sees the good and the bad, the beautiful and the grotesque. It makes the listener yearn for a simpler time and glad to live in a more civilized age. Through songs like "Dixie", each and every Band listener is invited to share the experience of American heritage, even or especially the unflattering parts.
And like all great songs, it has an irresistible melody.
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THE NIGHT THEY DROVE OLD DIXIE DOWN
-Robbie Robertson
Virgil Caine is the name
and I served on the Danville train,
'Til Stoneman'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-la, la,
Back with my wife in Tennessee
when one day she called to me,
"Virgil quick come see,
"There goes Robert E. Lee"
Now I don't mind choppin' 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 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-la, la,
Like my father before me
I will work the land,
Like my brother above me
who took a rebel stand,
He was just eighteen, 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 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-la, la,
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-la, la.
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