FOX, THE FOX

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    “The Fox” is a traditional folk song. It is also the subject of a picture book, “The Fox
    Went Out on a Chilly Night”, by Peter Spier. According to ‘Blugrass Picker’s Tune Book’
    by Richard Matteson, the earliest version of this song appears to have been a Middle
    English poem, dating from the fifteenth century found in the British Museum.
    The fox went out for a chase one night
    prayed to the moon to give him light
    for 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-o.
    He ran right up to the farmers pen
    ducks and the geese were kept there in
    he said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
    before I leave this town-o town-o town-o
    a couple of you gonna grease my chin
    before I leave this town-o.
    He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
    slung the little one over his back
    he didnt mind the quack quack quack
    and the legs all dangling down-o down-o down-o
    he didn’t mind the quack quack
    and the legs all dangling down-o.
    Old Mother Pitter Patter jumped out of bed
    out of the window she popped out her head yelling
    John, John the grey goose is gone
    and the fox is on the town-o town-o town-o
    John, John the grey goose is gone
    and the fox is on the town-o.
    John he ran to the top of the hill
    blew his horn both loud and shrill
    the fox said I’d better flee with my kill
    for he’ll soon be on my trail-o trail-o trail-o
    the fox said I’d better flee with my kill
    for he’ll soon be on my trail-o.
    He ran right up to his cozy den
    there were his little ones eight nine ten
    they said daddy won’t you please go back again
    for it must be a mighty fine town-o town-o town-o
    daddy wont you please go back again
    for it must be a mighty fine town-o.
    The fox and his wife without any strife
    cut up the goose with a fork and knife
    they’d never had such a supper in their life
    and the little ones chewed on the bones-o bones-o bones-o
    never had such a supper in their life
    and the little ones chewed on the bones-o