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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fox on the fenceline
Tail like a red brush stroke
He brought three little troublemakers
And taught ’em how to joke
They tiptoe through the clover
Like they own the human yard
One steals a fallen biscuit
One charms the hound dog hard
[Pre-Chorus]
She comes out with her coffee
And they all freeze in place
Then one kit does a tumble
Right in her flowerbed face
[Chorus]
Fox on the fenceline (hey)
Here comes the grin again (hey)
Full-grown kits, little devils
Buggin’ their human friend
Fox on the fenceline (hey)
Sneaky as a creekbank bend
He taught ’em how to tease you
And call it love in the end
[Verse 2]
She waves that broom in circles
They dodge like they rehearsed
One kit bats her porch mat sideways
Then bows like he’s the first
The old fox sits there watchin’
Like a king on split-rail thrones
When she turns, they’re all innocent
With dirt on all their noses
[Pre-Chorus]
She says, “You little scoundrels”
They blink and bat their eyes
Then one drags off a cabbage leaf
Like he just won first prize
[Chorus]
Fox on the fenceline (hey)
Here comes the grin again (hey)
Full-grown kits, little devils
Buggin’ their human friend
Fox on the fenceline (hey)
Sneaky as a creekbank bend
He taught ’em how to tease you
And call it love in the end
[Bridge]
She sets out a bowl of apples
They circle it, polite
Then one kit makes a break for it
And shakes with pure delight
The fox gives one sharp glance
Like, “Now, that’s my line”
And the whole bunch scatter laughing
Down the fence in a file
[Chorus]
Fox on the fenceline (hey)
Here comes the grin again (hey)
Full-grown kits, little devils
Buggin’ their human friend
Fox on the fenceline (hey)
Sneaky as a creekbank bend
He taught ’em how to tease you
And call it love in the end
[Outro]
If you hear soft paws at dusk
You better hide your pie
’Cause the fox on the fenceline
Just taught the kids to try
Details
GeneratedMay 1, 2026
Duration3:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country with fast twanged steel-guitar, fiddle, and playful two-step momentum; verse rides a sly storytelling groove, pre-chorus tightens with handclaps and fiddle jabs, chorus opens into rowdy gang vocals and yelped asides. Full male lead with stacked harmony on hook words, tiny pickup grins, and cheeky ad-lib doubles. Ear candy: porchboard taps, whip-crack fills, banjo flicks into each chorus. Mix is bright, dry, and punchy with a barn-floor snap., country
Credits
Prompt by
Brigids_Hearth
Brigids_HearthModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Fox on the Fenceline 3-chaos-the Fox is back, with full grown kits, teaching them to playfully annoy their human female friend. Country, twanged steel drum guitar, fiddle, fast, comedic tricksters
