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Black Fox (Graham Pratt) Well as we were out a hunting One morning in the spring Both hounds and horses were running well Made the hills and the valleys ring But to out great misfortune No fox there could be found Our huntsmen cursed and swore but still No fox moved over the ground And upspoke our master huntsman At the head of the hounds rode he "Well we have ridden for a good three hours But no fox have we seen "And there is strength in me And I will have my chase And if only the Devil himself came by We'd run him such a race" And then up there sprung like lightening A fox from out of his hole And his fur was the color of a starless night And his eyes like burning coals And they chased him over the valley And they chased him over the field And they chased him down to the riverbank But never would he yield And he's jumped into the water and he's swum to the other side And he's laughed so hard that the greenwood shook And then he's turned to the huntsmen and cried "Ride on my gallant huntsmen when must I come again? Oh never shall you want for a fox to chase all over the plain And when your need is greatest, just call upon My Name I will come and you shall have the best of sport and game" And the men looked up in wonder And the hounds ran back to hide For the fox had changed to the Devil himself Where he stood on the other side And the men, the hounds and horses Went flying back to town And hard on their heels came a small black fox Laughing as he cried "Ride on my gallant huntsmen when must I come again? Oh never shall you want for a fox to chase all over the plain And when your need is greatest, just call upon My Name I will come and you shall have the best of sport and game" copyright Graham Pratt recorded by Chris Foster SOF
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