Hound Dog
(James Smith & Katie Lee)

Chorus: Hound dog, bay at the moon
Lay back your long ears; sing a sad tune
Lift up your long head and bay at the moon
Hound dog, bay at the moon

My crops are all ruined and my taters have rot
No corn in the bin and no beans in the pot
Ain't no kind of trouble that I haven't got
Hound dog, bay at the moon

Got holes in my socks just as big as a barn
Can't sew them up 'cause the dern things won't darn
Can't sew them up 'cause the dern things won't darn
Hound dog, bay at the moon

My hound dog is weary, his coat has turned gray
Now all he's good for is to scratch fleas and bay
Now all he's good for is to scratch fleas and bay
Hound dog, bay at the moon

Rotten potatoes and a dirty tow sack
Pain in my belly and a crick in my back
Pain in my belly and a crick in my back
Hound dog, bay at the moon
That the Lord should forget me, it brings my heart pain
I guess he's forgotten how to make it to rain
I guess he's forgotten how to make it to rain
Hound dog, bay at the moon

Recorded by Cisco Houston
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