I WON'T GO HUNTIN' WITH YOU JAKE (BUT I'LL GO CHASIN' WOMEN)
Recorded by Jimmy Dean - Written by Stuart Hamblen

Oh, it's springtime in the mountains and I'm full of mountain dew.
Can't even read my catalog like I used to do.
I'm a-settin' in that little shed that's right back of the house.
Here comes old Jake with all the hounds, but he's gonna hear me shout:

CHORUS: Oh, I won't go huntin' with you, Jake, but I'll go chasin' women,
So put them hounds back in the pens and quit your silly grinnin'.
Well, the moon is bright, and I'm half tight. My life is just beginnin'.
I won't go huntin' with you, Jake, but I'll go chasin' women.

Let's go down to the meetin' house and wait till they start home.
Them gals that live on Possum Creek we'll always leave alone.
We'll run them down the corn rows, them sassy little misses.
We'll scare them pretty gals to death. We'll stop and throw 'em kisses. CHORUS

Now, go wash your face and comb your hair, 'cause it's durn near time to start,
But let me tell you 'fore you go, there's one that's got my heart.
Don't chase that gal with the yaller hair and wears a dress of green,
For that little gal belongs to me. I know she's past sixteen. CHORUS

Now I was headed for the general store, when a silly thing I seen.
They make 'em in the city - called a magazine.
I turned to page thirty-two, and look at what I found:
Them gals wear clothes that we ain't seen beneath them gingham gowns. CHORUS