Fox On The Run
Manfred Mann · Mannerisms [2007]
She walked through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her 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 on the run
Everybody knows the reason for the barn
When woman kept denying down this paradise as home
This woman temted me oh yeah and took me for a ride
And like a weary fox I need a place to hide
She walked through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her 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 on the run
Oh take a glass of wine and fortify your soul
We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know
I'm illustrated girl you put me on the floor
The game is nearly up the hounds are at my door
I saw her walk through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her poor boy could give her
And left me to die like a fox on the run
You know she walked through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her poor boy could give her
And left me to die
Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox on the run
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her 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 on the run
Everybody knows the reason for the barn
When woman kept denying down this paradise as home
This woman temted me oh yeah and took me for a ride
And like a weary fox I need a place to hide
She walked through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her 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 on the run
Oh take a glass of wine and fortify your soul
We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know
I'm illustrated girl you put me on the floor
The game is nearly up the hounds are at my door
I saw her walk through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her poor boy could give her
And left me to die like a fox on the run
You know she walked through the corn leading down to the river
Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun
She took all the love that her poor boy could give her
And left me to die
Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox on the run