The Fox Lyrics - Peter, Paul & Mary

Oh, the fox went out on a chilly night 

Prayed for the moon to give him light 

For he had many a mile to go that night 

Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o 

Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o 

Well, he ran till they came to the great big pen 

Where the ducks and the geese were kept therein 

He said, "A couple like you are gonna grease my chin 

Before I leave this town, town-o, town-o" 

Said, "A couple of you are gonna grease my chin 

Before I leave this town-o" 

He grabbed the gray goose by the neck 

Threw the ducks across his back 

And he didn't mind the quack, quack, quack 

And the legs all danglin' down-o, down-o, down-o 

He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack 

And the legs all danglin' down-o 

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack 

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack 

Then old mother Flipper Flopper jumped out of bed 

Out of the window she popped her head 

Cryin', "John, John, the gray goose is gone 

And the fox is on the town-o, I said town-o, I said town-o 

John, John, the gray goose is gone and the fox is on the town-o 

John, he ran to the top of the hill 

Blew his horn, both loud and shrill 

The fox he said, "I better flee with my kill 

For they'll soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o" 

The fox he said, "I better flee with my kill 

For they'll soon be on my trail-o" 

Well, he ran till he came to his cozy den 

There were his little ones, eight, nine, ten 

Cryin', "Daddy, daddy, better go back again 

'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o 

Daddy, daddy, better go back again 

'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o" 

Then the fox and his wife without any strife 

Cut up the goose with a carving knife 

They never had such a supper in their life 

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack 

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack 

And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o 

They never had such a supper in their life 

And the little ones chewed on the bones-o