Fox On The Run, The Good Brothers
[PREFACE: Bluegrass, circa end-1970's. Tenor banjo, guitar, fiddle, mandolin, et al. Instrumental beginning. Sing with nasal, bluegrass cry/twang.}
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 this poor boy could give her,
And left me to die like a Fox On The Run!
{Band harmonizes here; 1st line in 3 pitches}
Like a Fox, Like a Fox, Like a Fox... On The Run!
1: Well, everybody knows the reason for the fall;
When a woman tempted man in Paradise's Hall!
Now, this woman tempted me and took her for a ride;
Like a lonely Fo-ox, I need a place to hide!
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 the poor boy could give her,
And left me to die like a Fox On The Run!
{Band harmonizes here; 1st line in 3 pitches}
Like a Fox, Like a Fox, Like a Fox... On The Run!
2: Now, lift a glass of wi-ine to fortify our souls;
And talk about the weather and the friends we used to know.
Now, I've seen strange girls that'll put you on the floor;
And the game is nearly over; the hounds are at my door!
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 the poor boy could give her,
And left me to die like a Fox On The Run!
{Band harmonizes here; 1st line in 3 pitches}
Like a Fox, Like a Fox, Like a Fox... On The Run!
{Into extended instrumental, then}
{Band harmonizes here; 1st line in 3 pitches}
Like a Fox, Like a Fox, Like a Fox... On The Run! {wait...}
Like a Fox, Like a Fox, Like a Fox... On The Run!
{True End}