The Hoosiers - Run Rabbit Run Lyrics
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Run Rabbit Run
Run Rabbit Run Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Run Rabbit Run By The Hoosiers?
I saw a fox by the rabbit hole
You saw a prince from a fairy tale He promised that he'd watch over you Turned out to be the fox we all knew If I've got to be true, what chance did you stand? Tall guy, tall tailed, get out while you can. Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. He'd dance to your beat, and steal your heart And smile with those teeth and tear you apart. Hounds on your heels, you can't stop for breath The way you survive, till there's nothing left Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Ahhh Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Run rabbit run, as fast as you can. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look back. Don't look, Don't Look, Don't look back. Oooooh |
Who Wrote Run Rabbit Run By The Hoosiers?
Alan Sharland, Irwin Sparkes, Martin Skarendahl
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What's The Duration Of The Run Rabbit Run By The Hoosiers?The duration of Run Rabbit Run is 3:13 minutes and seconds. |
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