(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...)