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George Jones - Howlin' at the Moon lyrics
Words & music by Hank Williams, Sr. 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 old tablespoon You got me chasin' rabbits, walkin' on my hands And a-howlin' at the moon. Well look, 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 a-howlin' at the moon. --- Instrumental --- 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 I tried to tree a 'Coon You got me chasin' Rabbits, scratchin' fleas And a-howlin' at the moon. I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did pass I pulled 'im up and I hollered whoa!, said fill 'em 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 a-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 a-howlin' at the moon... |
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