The Fox Chase
A red fox
Was sneaking around
Fur like gold
Rare and fine
A bad wood show
For I try
To chase him down, down, down

Down the river
Dark and forlorn
Down the path
Through briers and thorns
I got lost
For I try
To chase him down, down, down

Shy and elusive
And hard to get close
My heart runs fast
And my legs run slow
The less I know
The further I go
To chase him down, down, down