Howlin' At The Moon (cifrada)
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Words and music by hank williams, sr.
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4b
I [c] know there's never been a man in the awful [c7] shape i'm [f] in
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I can't even [c] spell my name, my [d7] heads in such a [g7] spin
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To-[c] day i tried to eat a steak with a big old [c7] table-[f] spoon
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You got me chasin' rabbits, [c] walkin' on my hands
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...and [g7] howlin' at the [c] moon.
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Well, (*sug), i took one look at you and it almost drove me mad
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And then i even went and lost what little sense i had
3d
Now i can't tell the day from night, i'm crazy as a loon
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You got me chasin' rabbits, pullin' out my hair and howlin' at the moon.
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3f
Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin' spree
4d
'cause there ain't a hound dog in this state that can hold a light to me
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I eat three bones for dinner today, then tried to tree a 'coon
4a
You got me chasin' rabbits, scratchin' fleas and howlin' at the moon.
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3e
I rode my horse to town to day and a gas pump we did pass
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I pulled 'im up and i hollered whoa!, said fill 'im up with gas
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The man picked up a monkey wrench and wham!, he changed my tune
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You got me chasin' rabbits, spittin' out teeth and howlin' at the moon.
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I never thought in this old world a fool could fall so hard
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But honey baby, when i fell the whole world must have jarred
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I think i'd quit my doggish ways if you'd take me for your groom
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You got me chasin rabbits, pickin' out rings and howlin' at the moon
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