Dixie Fried:Carl Perkins.
Sun Records -1956.
#1.
A
Well, 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.
CHORUS:
D
He hollered, Rave on, children, I'm with you!
A
Rave on, cats, he cried.
D
It's almost dawn, the cops are gone.
E A
Let's all get Dixie fried.
#2.
A
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.
CHORUS:
D
He hollered, Rave on, children, I'm with you!
A
Rave on, cats, he cried.
D
It's almost dawn, the cops are gone.
E A
Let's all get Dixie fried.
#3.
A
Well, 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.
CHORUS:
D
He hollered, Rave on, children, I'm with you!
A
Rave on, cats, he cried.
D
It's almost dawn, the cops are gone.
E A
Let's all get Dixie fried.
#4.
A
Now, Dan was the bravest man that we ever saw.
He let us all know he wasn't scared of the law.
Thru the black cross-bars he tossed a note..
He said, It ain't my fault, hon, that I'm in here.
CHORUS:
D
He hollered, Rave on, children, I'm with you!
A
Rave on, cats, he cried.
D
It's almost dawn, and the cops ain't gone.
E A
And I been Dixie fried.
A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.
