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I Won't Go Hunting With You Jake
Prairie 1039
 
    
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I Won't Go Hunting With You Jake
Prairie 1039
 


ID: 8839

TypeSinging Call
WEB SITE www.pmdomusic.com
Label information
Grid list of Prairie recordings
Copies1
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)

Al Horn
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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face grand square
*Oh, it's springtime in the mountains and I'm full of mountain dew
Can't even read my catalogue like I used to do
Sitting in that little shed out behind the house
Comes ol' Jake with all the hounds but he's gonna hear me shout

Circle left
I won't go huntin' with you Jake but I'll go chasin' women
Left allemande your corner, swing and promenade her
Aw, the moon is bright and I'm up tight, stop your silly grinnin'
I won't go huntin' with you Jake but I'll go chasin' women


ALTERNATE LYRICS

*Well, wash your face and comb your hair cause it's darn near time to start
But let me tell you before you go, there's one that's got my heart
Don't chase that gal with the yellow hair and wears the dress of green
That little gal belongs to me, I know she's past sixteen


*I'm headed for the General Store when a silly thing I seen
They make 'em in the city, called a magazine
I turned to page 32 and look at what I found
Those gals wear clothes that we ain't seen beneath them gingham gowns


*Let's go down to the meeting house and wait till they start home
Them gals that live on Possum Creek, they will always leave alone
We'll run 'em down the corn rows, those sassy li'l misses
We'll scare them gals half to death, we'll stop and throw 'em kisses


FIGURE   

Head two square thru four hands and move 'er go
Find that freckled corner, swing thru you know
Boys run and then ferris wheel my friend
Do the right & left thru, turn the girl, make a wave and then
Trade the wave, girls fold, star by the right one time
Find that lovin' corner, swing and promenade that line
Aw, the moon is bright and I'm up tight, stop that silly grinnin'
I won't go huntin' with you Jake but I'll go chasin' women

 
Lyrics

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I Won't Go Huntin' With You, Jake (But I'll Go Chasin' Women)
 
 

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's 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:

Lyrics by Stuart Hamblen.
Recorded by Jimmy Dean.
 

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