Chester brown fox sat upon
A seat of limestone
Licking a salt rock

Bushy tail swaying left to right
Sending rocks and dust flying
Anthills scatter in delight

((ch))
Take it away, Take it away
You only got what you got
Because I know what's best for ya
Take it away, Take it away
Put that hand back
Sepia, sepia

Poison leaks from the crack in the glass
Of that cup he had
He was using to quench it fast

He flipped his deck, now he's gotta flush
All that grit in his fangs
Will make the swagman blush

Rushing up the canyon in a sideways tilt
He'll only get so far
With that hedgehouse he built

Dodges between boulders he doesn't mind
That the hunt isn't stopping
Till they get what they wanna find

((ch))

Hand him the map you made with your own blood
He'll file it wild and he'll keep all the gold that's good
Scurry the ivy 'round t'invisible noose
He's most likely to stumble through
He always thinks he will make it through-