Fox On The Run
Tony Hazzard / Manfred Mann (1968)
intro: | D | A | G | D | |||||
D | A | Em | G | |
She | walked through the | corn leading | down to the | river, |
Em | A | G | D | |
Her | hair shone like | gold in the | hot morning | sun. |
D | A | Em | G | |
She | took all the | love that a | poor boy could | give her, |
Em | A | G | D | |
And | left me to | die like the | fox on the | run. |
G | D | A | G | D | |
Like the | fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the | run. |
C | G | F | C | |
Everybody | knows the | reason for the | fall: |
F | C | F | G | |
When | woman tempted | man down in | paradise's | hall. |
Am | G | F | C | |
This | woman tempted | me, all yes, then | took me for a | ride; |
F | C | G | A | |
But | like the weary | fox I | need a place to | hide! |
D | A | Em | G | |
She | walked through the | corn leading | down to the | river, |
Em | A | G | D | |
Her | hair shone like | gold in the | hot morning | sun. |
D | A | Em | G | |
She | took all the | love that a | poor boy could | give her, |
Em | A | G | D | |
And | left me to | die like the | fox on the | run. |
G | D | A | G | D | |
Like the | fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the | run. |
C | G | F | C | |
Come | take a glass of | wine and | fortify your | soul. |
F | C | F | G | |
We'll | talk about the | world and | friends we used to | know. |
Am | G | F | C | |
I'll | illustrate, a | girl | who put me on the | floor. |
F | C | G | A | |
The | game is nearly up, the | hounds are | at my | door! |
D | A | Em | G | |
I saw her | walk through the | corn leading | down to the | river, |
Em | A | G | D | |
Her | hair shone like | gold in the | hot morning | sun. |
D | A | Em | G | |
She | took all the | love that a | poor boy could | give her, |
Em | A | G | D | |
And | left me to | die like the | fox on the | run. |
D# | A# | Fm | G# | |
You know - she | walked through the | corn leading | down to the | river, |
Fm | A# | G# | D# | |
Her | hair shone like | gold in the | hot morning | sun. |
D# | A# | Fm | G# | |
She | took all the | love that a | poor boy could | give her, |
G7 | |
And | Left me to die |
G# | D# | A# | G# | D# | |
Like the | fox (like the fox, like the fox) on the | run. |