The Fox

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Oh the fox went out on a chilly 
night
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Prayed for the moon to give him 
light
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For 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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before he reached the town-o

[Verse 2]
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He ran 'til he came to a great big 
pen
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Where the ducks and the geese were 
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kept 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 
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my chin before I leave this town-o!"

[Verse 3]
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He grabbed the grey goose by the 
neck
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Threw the ducks 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, 
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quack" and the legs all danglin' 
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down-o

[Verse 4]
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Then old mother Flipper Flopper 
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jumped out of bed
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Out of the window she popped her 
head
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Cryin', "John, John, the grey 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 grey goose is 
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gone and the fox is on the town-o!"

[Verse 5]
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Then John he ran to the top of the 
hill
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Blew his horn both loud and shrill
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The fox he said, "I better flee with
 my kill
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For they'll soon be on my trail-o,
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 trail-o, trail-o,"
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The fox he said, "I better flee 
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with my kill for they'll soon be 
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on my trail-o"

[Verse 6]
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Well he ran til he came to his cozy 
den
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There were his little ones, eight, 
nine, ten
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Cryin', "Daddy, daddy, better go 
back again
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Cause it must be a mighty fine 
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town-o, town-o, town-o
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Daddy, daddy, better go back 
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again cause it must be a mighty fine
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 town-o!"

[Verse 7]
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Then the fox and his wife, without 
any strife
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Cut up the goose with a carving 
knife
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They never had such a supper 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 supper in 
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their life and the little ones 
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chewed on the bones-o!