| C | G | Dm | F | |
| She wa | lked through the c | orn leading d | own to the ri | ver |
| Dm | G | F | C | |
| Her h | air shone like g | old in the | hot morning s | un |
| C | G | Dm | F | |
| She t | ook all the l | ove that a p | oor boy could g | ive her |
| Dm | G | F | C | |
| And l | eft me to d | ie like the f | ox on the r | un. |
| F | C | G | F | |
| Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the r | un. |
| A# | F | D# | A# | |
| Eve | rybody kn | ows the re | ason for the f | all |
| D# | A# | D# | F | |
| When wo | man tempted | man down in par | adise's h | all |
| Gm | F | D# | A# | |
| This w | oman tempted | me all yes, then t | ook me for a r | ide |
| D# | A# | F | G | |
| But l | ike the weary | fox I n | eed a place to h | ide. |
| 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 a poor boy could give her |
| And left me to die like the fox on the run. |
| Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the run. |
| Come take a glass of wine and fortify your soul. |
| We'll talk about the world and friends we used to know. |
| I'll illustrate, a girl who 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 |
| C# | G# | D#m | F# | |
| she wa | lked through the c | orn leading | down to the r | iver |
| D#m | G# | F# | C# | |
| Her h | air shone like g | old in the | hot morning | sun |
| C# | G# | D#m | F# | |
| She t | ook all the l | ove that her | poor boy could g | ive her |
| F7 | |
| Left me to die |
| F# | C# | |
| Like the fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the | run |
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| This is the correct, one and only original version of the song! |
| MilANimaL |