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The Fox

Traditional

\S:
D
The  fox went out on a chilly night,
A
He prayed for the moon to give him  light,
D G
For he'd  many a mile to  go that night,
D A D A D
Be fore he  reached the  town-o, (A:)  town-o,  town-o,
G D
He'd  many a mile to  go that night,
A D
Be fore he reached the  town-o.

\N:
D
He  ran til he came to a great big bin,
A
Where the ducks and the geese were put there in,
D G
Said (S:) ``A  couple of you will  grease my chin,
D A D A D
Be fore I  leave this  town-o, (A:)  town-o,  town-o,
G D
couple of you will  grease my chin,
A D
Be fore I leave this  town-o.''

\G:
D
He  grabbed the gray goose by the neck,
A
Slung the ducks across his  back,
D G
  He didn't mind their (N:)  quack, quack, quack,
D A D A D
\G: And the  legs all  dangling  down-o, (A:)  down-o,  down-o,
G D
\A:  He didn't mind their  quack, quack, quack,
A D
\A: And the  legs all dangling  down-o.
\S:
D
Then  old Mother Pitter-patter jumped out of bed,
A
Out of the window she cocked her  head,
D G
Crying, (N:) `` John, John! The gray  goose is gone,
D A D A D
And the  fox is  on the  town-o, (A:)  town-o,  town-o!''
G D
`` John, John! The gray  goose is gone,
A D
And the  fox is on the  town-o!''

\G:
D
Then  John, he went to the top of the hill,
A
Blew his horn both loud and  shrill,
D G
The f ox he said, ``I better  flee with my kill,
D A D A D
He'll  soon be  on my  trail-o, (A:)  trail-o,  trail-o!''
G D
The  fox he said, ``I better  flee with my kill,
A D
He'll  soon be on my  trail-o!''

\S:
D
He  ran till he came to his cozy den,
A
There were the little ones, eight, nine,  ten,
D G
They said, (N:) `` Daddy, Daddy, better  go back again,
D A D A D
'Cause it  must be a  mighty fine  town-o, (A:)  town-o,  town-o!''
G D
They said, `` Daddy, Daddy, better  go back again,
A D
'Cause it  must be a mighty fine  town-o!''


D
\S: Then the  fox and his wife without any strife,
A
\N: Cut up the goose with a fork and  knife,
D G
\G:  They never had such a  supper in their life,
D A D A D
\A: And the  little ones  chewed on the  bones-o,  bones-o,  bones-o,
G D
\A:  They never had such a  supper in their life,
A D
\A: And the  little ones chewed on the  bones-o.

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