She walks through the corn leading down to the river,
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun.
She took all the love that a poor boy could give her,
And left me to die like a fox on the run.
Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox,like a fox, on the run.
Now everybody knows the reason for the fall,
When woman tempted man down in paradise of God.
Now women tempted me and took me for a ride,
And like a lonely fox, I need a place to hide.
Now pour a glass of wine to fortify your soul.
We'll talk about the world and the friends we used to know.
Well, I see a stream of girls, who'll put me on the floor.
The game is nearly over, the hounds are at my door.
Submitted by Angela M. Ruley