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