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 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

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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...