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Foxhounds

(Kathy Kallick, Red Shirt Pub. Co./BMI)
 
When he was a boy he listened to the foxhounds
With his dad in the old Kentucky hills
The sound would carry on the wind
A mournful song that's always been
A melody that haunts the nighttime still
 
As a young man he moved from Kentucky
Looking for that sound that filled his heart
Chasing certain kinds of dreams
Lonesome sounds and ancient things
Seeking love, he always stood apart
 
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Ooh, ooh, baying in the night
Sound chasing sound beneath the pale moonlight
Ooh, ooh, it'd lift his spirits high
Listening to the lonesome foxhounds' cry
 
I remember sitting on his front porch
A cool blue mist was rising up above
We listened for so long
With the shadows creeping round
He said, "It makes me happy
Listening to the foxhounds' song" 
 
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If I ever hear a barking in the darkness
I recall a magic night in Tennessee
He just played the mandolin
Here's the thing about Big Mon
He cared not for the foxes
Just let the foxhounds run
 
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