Manfred Mann - Fox on the Rum

She walks thur the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that a poor boy could give her
And left me to die like a fox on the run

Like a fox (like a fox, like a fox, like a fox) on the run

Everybody knows the reason for the fall
When woman tempted man down in paradise's hall
This woman tempted me, then took me for a ride
But like the lonely fox I need a place to hide

We'll pour a glass of wine to fortify our soul
We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know
I see a strange girl she'll put me on the floor
The game is nearly over the hounds are at my door