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On the outskirts of town, there's a little night spot. |
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Dan dropped in about five o'clock. |
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Pulled off his coat, said "The night is short." |
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He reached in his pocket and he flashed a quart. |
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He hollered, "Rave on, children, I'm with ya! |
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Rave on, cats," he cried. |
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"It's almost dawn, the cops are gone. |
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Let's all get Dixie fried." |
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Well, Dan got happy and he started raving. |
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He pulled out a razor, but he wasn't shaving. |
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And all the cats knew to jump and hop, |
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Cause he was born and raised in a butcher shop. |
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He hollered, "Rave on, children, I'm with ya! |
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Rave on, cats," he cried. |
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"It's almost dawn, the cops are gone. |
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Let's all get Dixie fried." |
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The cops heard Dan when he started to shout. |
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They all ran in to see what it was about. |
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And I heard him holler as they led him away. |
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He turned his head, and this is what he had to say. |
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He hollered, "Rave on children, I'm with ya! |
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Rave on, cats," he cried. |
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"It's almost dawn, the cops are gone. |
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Let's all get Dixie fried." |
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Now, Dan was the bravest man that we ever saw. |
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He let us all know he wasn't scared of the law. |
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And through The black crossed bar he tossed a note. |
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And it said "It ain't my fault, hon, that I'm in here." |
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But He hollered, "Rave on, children, I'm with you! |
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Rave on, cats," he cried. |
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"It's almost dawn, the cops ain't gone, |
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And I've been Dixie fried." |
