Dixie Fried

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Carl Perkins - Rock, Country

Dixie Fried

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On the outskirts of town, there's a little night spot Dan dropped in about five o'clock Pulled 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 and the cops are 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 and the cops are gone Let's all get Dixie fried." 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 and the cops are gone Let's all get Dixie 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 bars He tossed a note to his dear Said "It ain't my fault, hon, that I'm in here." But hollered, "Rave on, children, I'm with you! Rave on, cats," he cried "It's almost dawn and the cops ain't gone And I've been Dixie fried."

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Writers
  • Howard Griffin
  • Carl Perkins