The Fox Chase

A red fox

Are 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 for long

Down the path

thru briers and thornes

I got lost for I try

to chase him down down down

Shy and elusive

Hard to get close

My heart runs fast

And my legs runs slow

The less I know

The further I go

To chase him down down down