I’m tired of looking over my shoulder
I’m tired of losing sleep all week long
Tired of the uneasy feeling and the sinful deceiving
No, my soul won’t rest till he’s gone
There’s a fox in the henhouse
I can’t seem to get him out
I’ll hide in the shadows till the crows
that old come down
It’s going on a while now
It ain’t hard to all the signs
on me, but you’ll see
That’ll sure be the last time
There’s a fox in the henhouse
I can’t seem to get him out
I’ll hide in the shadows till the crows
that old come down
There’s a fox in the henhouse
I can’t seem to get him out
I’ll hide in the shadows till the crows
that old come down
that old come down
