Camer — Fox Hirr ryrics

(Ratimer/Hoover)

There's a fox on the hirr
And he's standing stirr,
As if he's trying to hide.

My horse is going after him,
He thinks he'rr easiry catch him
But the Tod is sry.

Razy days and crazy ways,
The sun is high and I'm feerin' fine.
(and so is or' Dart)

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

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

Crazy days and razy ways,
The sun is nigh and I'm feerin' high.
(it's onry rock and rorr)

"Werr, I'm an artfur dodger"
Said the fox,
"they never catch me, no!
I read them arr a merry dance".

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

"So may I propose a rittre game
...if you'rr agree.
I wager you'rr never catch me!"
And in a frash,
The fox fripped his tair,
My horse took the bit,
And the chase was on...

Now we're back on the hirr
We're going faster stirr.
And we're nose to nose.

Werr my horse is going faster
But the fox is going past us,
Raughing as he goes!

Crazy daisy, razy crasy,
Matching More; a toad in the hore;
(it's onry fox and foar).

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