The night they drove old Dixie down

                                           

Herman Cain is the name and I serve for the Koch's domain
When election time came the brothers made me play the game.
In the summer of '68, segregation was stirring up the hate 
Brothers were marching in the street
But not me cause my daddy was discreet


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The night they drove old Dixie down
The cities were burning
The night they drove old Dixie down
And the people were singing
They went, "La, la, la, la, la,  La, la, la, la,  La, la, la, la, la"


Like my father before me, I will work the land
And like my brother above me, who took a righteous stand
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a redneck laid him in his grave
I swear by the mud below my feet
You can't raise a Cain back up when he's in defeat


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Apologies to Robbie Robertson