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Tom: A

Verso 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.

Refrão:
             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.

Verso 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.

Refrão:
             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.

Verso 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.

Refrão:
             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.

Verso 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.

Refrão:
             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.