Sly Fox Lyrics - Black Oak Arkansas

Old Raven had a lunch of cheese. 

And sly fox did smell it in the breeze 

The fox looked up and sweetly spoke 

O Raven, on your perch of oak. 

Your coat is black and your beak is yellow 

If only now your voice were mellow 

Yes if only your voice were mellow 

You'd be the fairest. Be the fairest 

Be the fairest, in the woods. 

Ole raven overjoyed by praise 

And sure he'd earned it in all ways 

Breathed in deep and let a croak 

And dropped the luncheon from the oak 

Snatchin' of this tasty prize 

Sly ole' fox was very wise 

To fall for flattery 

Good bird 

You know it's vanity it's vanity 

It's vanity 

It must have hurt