A fox jumped up one winter's night,
And begged the moon to give him light,
For he'd many miles to trot that night
Before he reached his den O!
    Den O! Den O!
For he'd many miles to trot that night
Before he reached his den O!
He ran till he came to a farmer's yard,
Where the ducks and the geese declared it hard
That their nerves should be shaken and their rest so marred
By a visit from Mr. Fox 0!
    Fox O! Fox O!
That their nerves should be shaken and their rest so marred
By a visit from Mr. Fox O!
He took the grey goose by the neck,
And swung him right across his back;
The grey goose cried out, Quack, quack, quack,
While his legs hung dangling down O!
    Down O! Down O!
The grey goose cried out, Quack, quack, quack,
While his legs hung dangling down O!
Old Mother Slopper jumped out of bed,
And out of the window she popped her head:
Oh! John, John, the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is off to his den O!
    Den O! Den O!
Oh! John, John, the grey goose is gone,
And the fox is off to his den O!

John ran up to the top of the hill,
And blew his whistle loud and shrill;
Said the fox, That's pretty music; still,
I'd rather be in my den O!
    Den O! Den O!
Said the fox, That's pretty music; still,
I'd rather be in my den O!

The fox went back to his hungry den,
And his dear little foxes, eight, nine, ten;
Said they, Good daddy, you must go there again,
For you bring good cheer from the farm O!
    Farm O! Farm O!
Said they, Good daddy, you must go there again,
For you bring good cheer from the farm O!

The fox and his wife, without any strife,
Said they never ate a better goose in all their life:
They did very well without fork or knife,
And the little ones picked the bones O!
    Bones O! Bones O!
They did very well without fork or knife,
And the little ones picked the bones O!

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