"Fox on the Run" as written by and Stephen Norman Priest Brian Francis Connolly....
She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' 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, like a fox, like a fox on the run

You know everybody knows she is a reason for my fall
Woman tempted man down in paradise's hall
That woman tempted me, Lord she took me for a ride
And like the lonely fox I need a place to hide

She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' 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, like a fox, like a fox on the run

Oh Lord, come and take a glass of wine and fortify your soul
We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know
I had a string of girls who have put me on before
But the race nearly over, Lord the hounds are at my door

She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' 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, like a fox, like a fox on the run




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"Fox on the Run" as written by Stephen Norman Priest Brian Francis Connolly

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