| C | C7 | F | |
| I | know there's never been a man in the awful | shape I'm | in |
| C | D7 | G7 | |
| I can't even | spell my name, my | heads in such a | spin |
| C | C7 | F | |
| To- | day I tried to eat a steak with a big old | table- | spoon |
| C | |
| You got me chasin' Rabbits, | walkin' on my hands |
| G7 | C | |
| ...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 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) |