Howlin' At The Moon
I know there's never been a man in the awful shape I'm in
I can't even spell my name, my heads in such a spin
Today I tried to eat a steak with a big ol' tablespoon
You got me chasin' rabbits, walkin' on my hands
And howlin' at the moon
Well sugar, I took one look at you
And it almost drove me mad
And then I even went and lost what little sense I had
Now I can't tell the day from night, I'm crazy as a loon
You got me chasin' rabbits, pullin' out my hair
And howlin' at the moon
Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin' spree
'Cause there ain't a hound dog in this state
That can hold a light to me
I eat three bones for dinner today, then tried to tree a coon
You got me chasin' rabbits, scratchin' fleas
And howlin' at the moon
I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did pass
I pulled 'im up and a-hollered "Whoa!" and said "Fill 'im up with gas"
The man picked up a monkey wrench and wham! He changed my tune
You got me chasin' rabbits, spittin' out teeth
And howlin' at the moon
I never thought in this old world, a fool could fall so hard
But honey, baby, when I fell the whole world must have jarred
I think I'd quit my doggish ways, if you'd take me for your groom
You got me chasin' rabbits, pickin' out rings
And howlin' at the moon
I can't even spell my name, my heads in such a spin
Today I tried to eat a steak with a big ol' tablespoon
You got me chasin' rabbits, walkin' on my hands
And howlin' at the moon
Well sugar, I took one look at you
And it almost drove me mad
And then I even went and lost what little sense I had
Now I can't tell the day from night, I'm crazy as a loon
You got me chasin' rabbits, pullin' out my hair
And howlin' at the moon
Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin' spree
'Cause there ain't a hound dog in this state
That can hold a light to me
I eat three bones for dinner today, then tried to tree a coon
You got me chasin' rabbits, scratchin' fleas
And howlin' at the moon
I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did pass
I pulled 'im up and a-hollered "Whoa!" and said "Fill 'im up with gas"
The man picked up a monkey wrench and wham! He changed my tune
You got me chasin' rabbits, spittin' out teeth
And howlin' at the moon
I never thought in this old world, a fool could fall so hard
But honey, baby, when I fell the whole world must have jarred
I think I'd quit my doggish ways, if you'd take me for your groom
You got me chasin' rabbits, pickin' out rings
And howlin' at the moon
Credits
Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr.
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