Daddy Fox
The Young Tradition sing Daddy Fox
Daddy Fox went out on a cold winters night
He prayed to the moon to give him light,
For he'd many many miles to go that night
Before he came to his den-‐o,
Den-‐o, den-‐o
For he'd many many miles to go that night
Before he came to his den-‐o
He grabbed the grey goose up by the neck
And threw her up across his back
And he paid no heed to the quivvy-‐quivvy-‐quack
Nor the legs all a-‐dangeling down-‐o
Down-‐o, down-‐o,
he paid no heed to the quivvy-‐quivvy-‐quack
Nor the legs all a-‐dangeling down-‐o.
Then Old Mother Flipper-‐Flopper jumped out of bed
And out of the window she stuck her little head
Crying, “John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is away to his den-‐o.”
Den-‐o, den-‐o,
Crying, “John, John the grey goose is gone
And the fox is away to his den-‐o.”
So John rode up to the top of the hill
He blew his horn both loud and shrill.
“Play on,” said Reynard, “with your music still
For I am away to my den-‐o,”
Den-‐o, den-‐o,
“Play on,” said Reynard, “with your music still
For I am away to my den-‐o.”
Then old Daddy Fox came home to his wife
They cut the goose without any knife,
And they never ever had such a supper in their life
the little ones chewed on the bones-‐o,”
Bones-‐o, bones-‐o,
they never ever had such a supper in their life
And the little ones chewed on the bones-‐o.”