Thursday, October 07, 2010

She's Singin' 'Bout Me?

"Virgil Cain Is My Name"...




"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 ringing,
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,


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.
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,


But they should never have taken the very best.


The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing,
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'....


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 ringing,
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'....

Now I have to say this about that song and it's real meaning from the days of the not so "civil" war.

All of the compassionate liberal humanitarian assholes living today would be appalled by the treatment the Union soldiers purveyed upon the people living at the time south of the Mason Dixon line in the name of preserving the so-called "United States of 'Merica."

And if I said any more I would offend 75% of my readers based on the language I would have to use to implicitly explain my position on the actions both then and last week and yesterday by the "progressives"...

...so I believe that I'll just go out and  put on a jacket, and take my harps and a cigar to the front porch and sit and contemplate my existence in the cool crisp evening.

And be silent for the time being.

Regards Y'all...

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