Dixie Fried

Chris Isaak

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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

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    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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    Composición: Carl Perkins y Howard Griffin

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