The Fox

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The Fox went out on a chilly night
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And then he prayed for the moon to
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 give him light
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He had many a mile to go that night
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Before he reached the town-o, 
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town-o, town-o
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Many a mile to go that night
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Beore he reached the town-o

[Verse 2]
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He ran till he came to the farmers 
pen
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The ducks and the geese were kept 
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therein
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He said a couple of you are gonna 
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grease my chin
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Before I leave this town-o, 
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town-o, town-o
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A couple of you are gonna grease my 
chin
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Before I leave this town-o

[Verse 3]
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He grabbed the great goose by the 
neck
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And he threw a duck across his back
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He didn't mind the quack, quack, 
quack
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And the legs all danglin' down-o,
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 down-o, down-o
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He didn't mind the quack, quack, 
quack
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And the legs all danglin' down-o

[Verse 4]
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Old mother Flipper Flopper jumped 
out of bed
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Out of the window she popped her 
head
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Cryin' John, John the great goose is
 gone
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And the Fox is on the town-o, 
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town-o, town-o
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John, John the great goose is gone
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And the Fox is on the town-o

[Verse 5]
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He ran till he came to his nice warm
 den
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And there were the little ones: 
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eight, nine, ten
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Cryin', dad, dad, you better go back
 again
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For it must be a mighty fine 
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town-o, town-o, town-o
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Dad, dad, you better go back again
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For it must be a mighty fine town-o

[Verse 6]
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The Fox and his Wife, without any 
strife
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They cut up the goose with the 
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carving knife
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They never had such a meal in their 
life
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And the little ones chewed on the 
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bones-o, bones-o, bones-o
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They never had such a meal in their 
life
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And the little ones chewed on the 
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bones-o