(Tom T. Hall) The mysterious fox of Fox Hollow He doesn't have many friends He hides in the forest behind a big rock He sniffs with his nose in the wind. And you'll never see him there's no need to look He'll hide in the grass or he'll hide in the bush Sometimes he will run and jump over the log For he is afraid of your dog (uh huh.) The mysterious fox of Fox Hollow He plays with a foxy old bunch He comes out at night to steal chickens And someday he might eat your lunch. And you'll never see him there's no need to look He'll hide in the grass or he'll hide in the bush Sometimes he will run and jump over the log For he is afraid of your dog (uh huh.) The mysterious fox of Fox Hollow You ask me how I know Though I never have seen him one day on the barn I saw his tracks in the snow (four of them.) And you'll never see him there's no need to look He'll hide in the grass or he'll hide in the bush Sometimes he will run and jump over the log For he is afraid of your dog (uh huh...)