Howling At The Moon Tab de uke por Hank Williams

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. 

*SUG(ar)