The Fox - Live From The Freight And Salvage/2000

Lyrics

The fox went out on a chilly night
 He prayed for the moon to give him light
 For he'd many a mile to go that night
 Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o
 He'd many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o
 He ran 'til he came to the farmer's pen
 The ducks and the geese were kept therein
 He said, "A couple of you are gonna grease my chin, before I
 Leave this town-o, town-o, town-o
 A couple of you are going to grease my chin before I
 Leave this town-o"
 He grabbed the great goose by the neck
 And he threw a duck across his back
 And he didn't mind the quack, quack
 And the legs all danglin' down-o, down-o, down-o
 He didn't mind the quack, quack and the legs all danglin' down-o
 Oh, oh, Mother toppled out of bed
 She ran out of the window, she popped her head
 Cried John, John the great goose is gone
 The fox is on the town-o town-o town-o
 John, John the great goose is gone, and the fox is on the town-o
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 Well, Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine
 I'm on the pavement thinking about the government
 The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off
 Says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off
 Look out kid, it's somethin' you did
 And God knows when if you do it again
 You better duck down the alley way lookin' for a new friend
 A man in the coonskin cap, in the pig pen
 Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten
 And oh Maggie comes fleet foot face full of black soot
 Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed
 But the phone's tapped
 Then Maggie says that many say
 They must bust in early May orders from the D.A
 Look out kid, keep it all ahead and don't tie no bows
 Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
 Keep the clean nose
 Watch the plain clothes, you don't need a weather man
 You know which way the wind blows
 And oh, get sick, get well, hang around a ink well
 Ring the bell, hard to tell if anything is goin' to sell
 Try hard, get barred, get back, write braille
 Get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail
 Look out kid, you're gonna get hit
 But losers, cheaters, six-time users
 Hang around the theaters
 Don't know if you'll meet her, girl girl by the whirlpool
 Lookin' for a new fool
 Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters
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 Oh, get born, keep warm short pants, romance
 Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be a success
 Please him, please her, buy gifts
 Don't lift, don't steal
 Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
 Look out kid, keep it all hid better jump down a manhole
 Light yourself a candle
 Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
 Don't want to be a bum, you better chew gum
 The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handles
 Oh, he ran 'til he came to his nice warm den
 And there were the little ones eight, nine, ten
 Sayin', "Daddy, daddy better go back again
 It must be a mighty fine town-o town-o town-o
 Daddy, Daddy go back again it must be a mighty fine town-o"
 Oh, the fox and his wife, without any strife
 Cut up the goose with a fork and a knife
 They never had such a supper in their life
 And the little ones chewed on the bones-o bones-o bones-o
 They never had such a supper in their life
 And the little ones chewed on the bones
 ♪
 Whoa!
 Thanks
 

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Song Details

Duration
09:19
Key
9
Tempo
134 BPM

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