Lyric Rabies

Somethin strange is a happenin here
My baby s actin mighty queer
I picked her up to go to the show
We sat back in the very last row
I went out to buy some coke
And when I got back my courage broke
She was chewin the seats and her mouth was foamin
And her hair was in desperate need of a combin

I think that maybe
My baby s got rabies
Maybe I m crazy
But maybe my baby s got rabies now

Gotta get me my rifle
Get me my gun
It shore ain t pretty but its gotta be done
She s my baby and I love her so
But she s pulled an Old Yeller and she s got to go

Maybe my baby s got rabies
She s got spring fever and she s out of her head
Maybe my baby s got rabies
And we re gonna have to shoot her out behind the shed

We don t have to kill her, do we Pa?