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 inI can't even spell my name, my heads in such a spinToday I tried to eat a steak with a big old tablespoonYou got me chasin' rabbits, walkin' on my handsAnd a-howlin' at the moon.Well look, I took one look at youAnd it almost drove me madAnd then I even went and lost what little sense I hadNow I can't tell the day from night, I'm crazy as a loonYou got me chasin' Rabbits, pullin' out my hairAnd 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 stateThat can hold a light to meI eat three bones for dinner today, then I tried to tree a 'CoonYou got me chasin' Rabbits, scratchin' fleasAnd a-howlin' at the moon.I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did passI pulled 'im up and I hollered whoa!, said fill 'em up with gasThe man picked up a monkey wrench and wham!,He changed my tuneYou got me chasin' rabbits, spittin' out teethAnd a-howlin' at the moon.I never thought in this old world a fool could fall so hardBut honey, baby, when I fell the whole worldMust have jarredI think I'd quit my doggish waysIf you'd take me for your groomYou got me chasin' rabbits, pickin' out ringsAnd a-howlin' at the moon...
