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The fox went out to the chase one night |
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Prayed to the moon to 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, town-o town-o, |
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Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town |
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Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town |
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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 kept there in |
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Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin |
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Before I leave this town o, town o, town o |
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Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town |
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Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town |
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He grabbed the grey goose by the neck |
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Throwed a duck across his back |
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He didn't amind with the quack, quack quack |
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And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o |
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Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack |
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And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o |
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Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack |
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And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o |
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Old mother Flipper Flapper jumped out of bed |
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Out of the window she cocked 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, town-o, town-o |
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John, John the grey goose is gone |
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And the fox is on the town-o |
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John, John the grey goose is gone |
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And the fox is on the town-o |
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Well, the fox he came to his own den |
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There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten |
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Saying Daddy you better go back again |
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'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o |
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Saying Daddy you better go back again |
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'Cause it must be a mighty fine town |
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Saying Daddy you better go back again |
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'Cause it must be a mighty fine town |
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Well, 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 bones-o, bones-o, bones-o |
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Never had such a supper in their life |
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And the little ones chewed on the bones |
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Never had such a supper in their life |
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And the little ones chewed on the bones |
