The Fox (CHORDS) by Juls Brading
[Verse]~
D
The fox went out one moon shiney night,..
A7
he prayed that the Moon might shine very bright
D G
for he'd many a mile to go that night
D A7 D A7 D
before he reached the town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o,..
G D
he had many a mile to go that night
A7 D
before he reached the town-o!
[Verse]~
D
The fox ran along 'til he came to a farm
A7
There he found ducks and geese in alarm!
D G
Said " the fattest of you all gonna grease my chin
D A7 D A7 D
before I leave this town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o,..
G D
the fattest of you all gonna grease my chin
A7 D
before I leave this town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
He grabbed the old grey goose by the neck,..
A7
and throwed a duck across his back;
D G
he didn't mind their quack,.. quack,.. quack,..
D A7 D A7 D
and their legs all a-dangling down-o,.. down-o,.. down-o,..
G D
he didn't mind their quack,.. quack,.. quack,..
A7 D
and their legs all a-dangling down-o!
[Verse]~
D
Old Mother Flipper-Flopper jumped out of bed;
A7
out of the window she poked her long head,..
D G
Crying,.. "John,.. John! The goose is gone
D A7 D A7 D
and the fox is on the town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o!"
G D
Crying,.. "John,.. John,.. the goose is gone
A7 D
and the fox is on the town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
Then John grabed his horn and ran to the hill,..
A7
and there he blowed it loud and shrill,..
D G
"you may blow" said the fox,.. "it's good music still
D A7 D A7 D
but I'll soon be out of this town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o!"
G D
"you may blow" said the fox,.. "it's good music still
A7 D
but I'll soon be out of this town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
The fox ran along 'til he came to his den;
A7
there he found young ones eight,.. nine,.. ten!
D G
They said,.. "Daddy,.. better go back again,..
D A7 D A7 D
'cause it must be a mighty fine town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o!"
G D
They said,.. "Daddy,.. better go back again,..
A7 D
'cause it must be a mighty fine town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
Then the fox and his wife without any strife
A7
cut up the goose with a fork and knife!
D G
They never had such a supper in their life
D A7 D A7 D
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o,.. bones-o,.. bones-o,..
G D
they never had such a supper in their life
A7 D
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o!
D
The fox went out one moon shiney night,..
A7
he prayed that the Moon might shine very bright
D G
for he'd many a mile to go that night
D A7 D A7 D
before he reached the town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o,..
G D
he had many a mile to go that night
A7 D
before he reached the town-o!
[Verse]~
D
The fox ran along 'til he came to a farm
A7
There he found ducks and geese in alarm!
D G
Said " the fattest of you all gonna grease my chin
D A7 D A7 D
before I leave this town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o,..
G D
the fattest of you all gonna grease my chin
A7 D
before I leave this town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
He grabbed the old grey goose by the neck,..
A7
and throwed a duck across his back;
D G
he didn't mind their quack,.. quack,.. quack,..
D A7 D A7 D
and their legs all a-dangling down-o,.. down-o,.. down-o,..
G D
he didn't mind their quack,.. quack,.. quack,..
A7 D
and their legs all a-dangling down-o!
[Verse]~
D
Old Mother Flipper-Flopper jumped out of bed;
A7
out of the window she poked her long head,..
D G
Crying,.. "John,.. John! The goose is gone
D A7 D A7 D
and the fox is on the town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o!"
G D
Crying,.. "John,.. John,.. the goose is gone
A7 D
and the fox is on the town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
Then John grabed his horn and ran to the hill,..
A7
and there he blowed it loud and shrill,..
D G
"you may blow" said the fox,.. "it's good music still
D A7 D A7 D
but I'll soon be out of this town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o!"
G D
"you may blow" said the fox,.. "it's good music still
A7 D
but I'll soon be out of this town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
The fox ran along 'til he came to his den;
A7
there he found young ones eight,.. nine,.. ten!
D G
They said,.. "Daddy,.. better go back again,..
D A7 D A7 D
'cause it must be a mighty fine town-o,.. town-o,.. town-o!"
G D
They said,.. "Daddy,.. better go back again,..
A7 D
'cause it must be a mighty fine town-o!"
[Verse]~
D
Then the fox and his wife without any strife
A7
cut up the goose with a fork and knife!
D G
They never had such a supper in their life
D A7 D A7 D
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o,.. bones-o,.. bones-o,..
G D
they never had such a supper in their life
A7 D
and the little ones chewed on the bones-o!





