Fox on the Run
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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) on the run
Now everybody knows the reason for my fall
A woman tempted me down in paradise hall
Yes she tempted me and she took me for a ride
Like a lonely fox, boy, I need a place to hide
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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) on the run
Well, grab a glass of wine boys, to purify our soul
We'll talk about the world and all the friends we used to know
We'll talk about the women that have knocked us to the floor
The race is nearly run man, the hounds are at the door
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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) on the run
Her hair shone like golden 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) on the run
Now everybody knows the reason for my fall
A woman tempted me down in paradise hall
Yes she tempted me and she took me for a ride
Like a lonely fox, boy, I need a place to hide
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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) on the run
Well, grab a glass of wine boys, to purify our soul
We'll talk about the world and all the friends we used to know
We'll talk about the women that have knocked us to the floor
The race is nearly run man, the hounds are at the door
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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
She walks through the corn' leadin' down by the river
Her hair shone like golden 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) on the run
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Writer(s): T. Hazzard
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