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Howlin at the Moon

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Howlin' at the Moon

Howlin' at the Moon
(Words and 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 Howlin' At The Moon.

Well, *SUG, I took one look at you and it almost drove me mad
And then I 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 to day and a gas pump we did pass
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.

GG
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