作词 : Traditional 作曲 : Traditional The Fox went out on a chilly night And then he prayed for the moon to give him light He had many a mile to go that night Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o Many a mile to go that night 'Fore he reached the town-o He ran till he came to the farmers pen The ducks and the geese were kept therein He said a couple of you are gonna grease my chin Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o A couple of you are gonna grease my chin Before I leave this town-o He grabbed the great goose by the neck And he threw a duck across his back He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack And the legs all danglin' down-o, down-o, down-o He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack And the legs all danglin' down-o Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Old mother Flipper Flopper jumped out of bed Out of the window she popped her head Cryin' John, John the great goose is gone And the Fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o John, John the great goose is gone And the Fox is on the town-o He ran till he came to his nice warm den And there were the little ones 8, 9, 10 Cryin', "Dad, dad, you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o Dad, dad, you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o The Fox and his Wife, without any strife They cut up the goose with a fork and a knife They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones
作词 : Traditional 作曲 : Traditional The Fox went out on a chilly night And then he prayed for the moon to give him light He had many a mile to go that night Before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o Many a mile to go that night 'Fore he reached the town-o He ran till he came to the farmers pen The ducks and the geese were kept therein He said a couple of you are gonna grease my chin Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o A couple of you are gonna grease my chin Before I leave this town-o He grabbed the great goose by the neck And he threw a duck across his back He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack And the legs all danglin' down-o, down-o, down-o He didn't mind the quack, quack, quack And the legs all danglin' down-o Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin Old mother Flipper Flopper jumped out of bed Out of the window she popped her head Cryin' John, John the great goose is gone And the Fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o John, John the great goose is gone And the Fox is on the town-o He ran till he came to his nice warm den And there were the little ones 8, 9, 10 Cryin', "Dad, dad, you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o Dad, dad, you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o The Fox and his Wife, without any strife They cut up the goose with a fork and a knife They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones
