The Fox - Live
This is actually a story
It's the story of a fox hunt
I've seen through the eyes of the fox
I wait 'til everyone's asleep
Then out into the night I creep
No one can see me now
Or hear me running, soundlessly
The moon's the only light I need
To search for food, young ones to feed
But as the dawn is drawing near the earth
My way's not clear
I'm trapped on the outside
Moonlight save me
Moonlight save me
Moonlight save me
Moonlight save me
Unearthly fear, it grips my skin
Unearthly sound, the hunt begins
I hear excited cries
But dare not look from where I'm hiding
The multi-coloured humans ride
Soon they will find me where I hide
The brown and white tormentors
Begin to howl and then I'm running
Moonlight save me
I cut across the trail I left five miles before
One chance to throw them off my scent but I'm not sure
An elder told me it had worked sometime before
My heart is beating like a drum
I make the ridge, but can't go on
I turn to face my death
But nothing comes to stop me breathing
Down in the clearing now I see
They're searching all around for me
Confusion everywhere
But I am safe up here, I've won
I've won, I've won, I've won, I've won
Thank you
It's the story of a fox hunt
I've seen through the eyes of the fox
I wait 'til everyone's asleep
Then out into the night I creep
No one can see me now
Or hear me running, soundlessly
The moon's the only light I need
To search for food, young ones to feed
But as the dawn is drawing near the earth
My way's not clear
I'm trapped on the outside
Moonlight save me
Moonlight save me
Moonlight save me
Moonlight save me
Unearthly fear, it grips my skin
Unearthly sound, the hunt begins
I hear excited cries
But dare not look from where I'm hiding
The multi-coloured humans ride
Soon they will find me where I hide
The brown and white tormentors
Begin to howl and then I'm running
Moonlight save me
I cut across the trail I left five miles before
One chance to throw them off my scent but I'm not sure
An elder told me it had worked sometime before
My heart is beating like a drum
I make the ridge, but can't go on
I turn to face my death
But nothing comes to stop me breathing
Down in the clearing now I see
They're searching all around for me
Confusion everywhere
But I am safe up here, I've won
I've won, I've won, I've won, I've won
Thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Yarrow, Robert R. De Cormier Jr., Noel Paul Stookey, Mary Allin Travers
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