Howlin’ at the Moon Songtext
von Hank Williams with His Drifting Cowboys

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 table spoon
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 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 ate three bones for dinner today, I tried to tree a coon
You got me chasin′ rabbits, cratchin′ fleas and 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 him 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 take me for your goom
You got me chasin′ rabbits, pickin' out rings and howlin' at the moon