A fox jumped up

Oh, fox jumped out one winter's night
And he begged the moon to give him light
For it many, many miles to drop that night
Before he reached his den-o, den-o, den-o
For it many, many miles to drop that night
Before he reached his den-o

And the first place he came to was the farmer's yard
With the ducks and the geese declared it hard
That the nerves should be shaken and the red stone marred
By a visit from the fox-o, fox-o, fox-o
That the nerves should be shaken and the red stone marred
By a visit from the fox-o

And he took the gray goose by the neck
He swung him right up across his back
The gray goose cried out, "Quack, quack, quack"
With his legs all dangling down-o, down-o, down-o
The gray goose cried out, "Quack, quack, quack"
With his legs all dangling down-o

Then old mother sleeping slumber jumped out the bed
And then out of the window, she popped her head
Saying, "John, John, the gray goose is gone
And the fox is away to his den-o, den-o, den-o"
Saying, "John, John, John, the gray goose is gone
And the fox is away to his den-o"

So John ran up to the top of the hill
And he blew his whistle loud and shrill
Said the fox started very pretty music still
I'd rather be in my den-o, den-o, den-o
Said the fox started very pretty music still
I'd rather be in my den-o

So the fox went back to his hungry den
And his dear little foxes, eight, nine, ten
It tastes good, Daddy, you must go there again
You bring such cheer from the bong-o, bong-o, bong-o
It tastes good daddy, you must go there again
You bring such cheer from the bong-o

So the fox and his wife without any strife
Said they never ate a better goose in all their life
They did very, very well without a fork or a knife
And the little one picked up bones-o, bones-o, bones-o
They did very, very well without a fork or a knife
And the little ones picked up bones-o