Words and music by hank williams, sr.
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 ’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
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