Howdy folks, this is your old buddy Shorty Medlocke   I’d like to tell you about an old bunch of fox hounds I got   Ole Ring, an Ole Tige and Ole Rover   And when we start out across them Georgia hills a-huntin’   And them foxes sound something like this      (Harmonica)…Ooooh, ooh, ooh, git it sic em, catch it   (Harmonica)…Get em Ring. (Harmonica) …Ooooh, ooh, ooh      Ahhh, Lets play a lil’ song      Well I got in my pickup,    Four forty four   And the stakes kept on, and the black cat choked, and I was ready to stroll   And I crossed over into Texas, sucked to the fence and it didn’t want to go   Lord do you - slow, Honey I’ll do your foxes just like so many times before      Well I dropped the plastic seat, go man’s deep, with the promise of it right on time   Didn’t bring a jack bags of one on one and maybe just a little wine   We got the fruit of the spoons sex, bringin’ live guns, seemed all ready to go   Baby, baby it’s too slow, we’ll be out doin’ the foxes just like so many times before      Well eeee yeah      Woh, friends are free, do what we please put out a can of ale,    Dollar a dance, gonna get a romance, a lookin’ for that girl   Well, somebody nowcall a doctor, sick on my knees, don’t think I’ll be happy to go   Is that the end of it, I don’t know, but I’ll be out doin’ the foxes just like so many times before      Oh, I’m seein’ them foxes