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 are gone
Let´s all get Dixie fried."

Dan got happy and he started raving
He jerked out a razor, but he wasn´t shaving
And all the cats knew to jump and hop
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

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." Scotty!

Now, Dan was the bravest man that we ever saw
And he let us all know he wasn´t scared of the law
Through the black crossed bars, tossed a note to his dear
And it said "It ain´t my fault, sugar, that I´m in here."

But He hollered, "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."