Wednesday, October 1, 2014

The Fox ~ Traditional

The Fox
Oh, the fox went out on a chilly night
He prayed for the moon to give him light
He had many-a-mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o,
He had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town
He ran 'til he came to a great big pen
The ducks and the geese were kept therein
He said a couple of you are going to grease my chin
Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o
He said a couple of you are going to grease my chin
Before I leave this town
He grabbed a grey goose by the neck and
Swung a little one over his back
He didn't mind their quack, quack, quack and
Their legs all-dangling down-o, down-o, down-o
He didn't mind their quack, quack, quack and their
Legs all dangling down
Old Mother Pitter-Patter jumped out of her bed
And out of the window she cocked her head
Saying John, John, the grey goose is gone and
The fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o
Saying John, John the grey goose is gone and
The fox is on the town
So John, he ran to the top of the hill,
Blew his horn both loud and shrill and
The fox, he said better flee with my kill for
They'll soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o and
The fox, he said better flee with my kill
They'll soon be on my trail
So back he ran to his cozy den
There were the little ones eight, nine, ten
Saying Daddy, Daddy, better go back again
For it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o
Saying Daddy, Daddy, better go back again for it
Must be a mighty fine town
Then the fox and his wife, without any strife
Cut-up the goose with a fork and a knife
They never had such a meal in their life and the
Little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o
They never had such a meal in their life and the
Little ones chewed on the bones.



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