The Fox - Live From The Freight And Salvage/2000
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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 ♪ 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 ♪ 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