The Fox Chase Lyrics

Nero, Tiro, Tiptoe, and Sounder

Of all the dogs that I possess

Old Rock and Rule they are the best

But Charlie is my good old dog forever more, I know

Come Uncle Joe, and let's go home

We'll leave that old red fox alone

For our pop he's going to hunt him in the morning

He'll put his hounds up on that track

They'll run it off. They'll bring it back

They'll run him from old England to old Kentucky, I know.

Now, put your ear upon the ground

And good Lord just listen at my lead hound

He'll run him from old England to old Kentucky, I know

Then I put my horn up to my mouth

And I blew my horn North, East, and south

But it seemed like my old hound couldn't hear me

And then I blew my horn so loud

you could have heard it thunder in the clouds

But I could still hear my old hound running

Yew-cue, yew-cue, yew-cue