The fox

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 (2x)
He ran til he came to a great big bin
where the ducks and the geese were kept therein
said, a couple of you are going to grease my chin
before i leave this town o
He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
throwed a duck across his back
he didn't mind the quack, quack, quack
and the legs all dangling down o
Then old mother flipper-flopper jumped out of bed
out of the window she cocked her head
crying, john, john the grey goose is gone
and the fox is on the town o
Then john he went to the top of the hill
blew his horn both loud and shrill
the fox, he said, i better flee with my kill
or they'll soon be on my trail o
He ran till he came to his cozy den
there were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
saying, daddy, daddy, better go back again
for 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
and the little ones chewed on the bones o