hank williams - howlin' at the moon lyrics
i [c] know there’s never been a man in the awful [c7] shape i’m [f] in
i can’t even [c] spell my name, my [d7] heads in such a [g7] spin
to-[c] day i tried to eat a steak with a big old [c7] table-[f] spoon
you got me chasin’ rabbits, [c] walkin’ on my hands
…and [g7] howlin’ at the [c] moon.
well, (-sug), 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 ‘c–n
you got me chasin’ rabbits, scratchin’ fleas and howlin’ at the moon.
i rode my horse to town to day and a gas pump we did p-ss
i pulled ‘im up and i hollered whoa!, 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
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