Fox On the Run

Fox On the Run

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