Fox Hill

There's a fox on the hill
And he's standing still
As if he's trying to hide.

My horse is going after him
He thinks he'll easily catch him
But the Tod is sly.

Lazy days and crazy ways
The sun is high and I'm feelin' fine
(and so is ol' Dart)

My horse is unconcerned
As he takes a tricky turn
On the heels of the fox.

But as we come around
Mr. Tod is off the ground
Smiling down from the rocks.

Crazy days and lazy ways
The sun is nigh and I'm feelin' high
(it's only rock and roll)

"Well, I'm an artful dodger"
Said the fox
"they never catch me, no!
I lead them all a merry dance".

"I see you're on a pleasure run
Out to have a bit of fun...
Perhaps you'd like a game of chance?"

"So may I propose a little game
...if you'll agree
I wager you'll never catch me!"
And in a flash
The fox flipped his tail
My horse took the bit
And the chase was on.

Now we're back on the hill
We're going faster still
And we're nose to nose.

Well my horse is going faster
But the fox is going past us
Laughing as he goes!

Crazy daisy, lazy crasy
Matching Mole; a toad in the hole
(it's only fox and foal).

I'm just a happy fox and clearly
You're just foal at heart
I hope we meet again
You've made me
Oh, such a happy fox
Cheerio!