Howlin' At The Moon

Howlin' At The Moon

George Jones

I know there's never been a man in the awful shape I'm in
I can't even spell my name, my head's 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 sugar, 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 I tried to tree a 'coon
You got me chasin' rabbits, spitting my teeth and a howlin' at the moon

I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did pass
I pulled him up and I hollered, "Whoa" and 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' my 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

Written by EHART, PHIL/HOPE, DAVID C/LIVGREN, KERRY A
Published by EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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