| 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 a-howlin' at the moon | 
| Well look, 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 a-howlin' at the moon | 
| --- Instrumental --- | 
| 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, scratchin' fleas | 
| And a-howlin' at the moon | 
| I rode my horse to town today and a gas pump we did pass | 
| I pulled 'im up and I hollered whoa!, 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' out 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… |