I WON'T GO HUNTING WITH YOU JAKE (PR 1039) Al Horn

OPENER

Grand Square
Oh it's springtime in the Mountains & I'm full of mountain dew
Can't even read my catalog like I used to do
Sittin in that little shed, out behind the house
Comes Ol Jake with all the hounds, But he's gonna hear me shout
Circle leflt: I won't go huntin with you Jake, But I'll go chasin women
Left Allemande your corner, Swing & Promenade her
Aw the moon is bright & I'm half tight, stop your silly grinnin
I won't go huntin with you Jake, but I'll go chasin women

FIGURE

Head two square thru four hands and move'er go
Find that Freckled corner, Swing thru you know
Boys run right and then, Ferris Wheel my friend
Do the Right & Left Thru turn the girl--Make a wave & then
Trade the wave, Girls fold, Star by the Right one time
Find that lovin corner, swing promenade that line
Aw the moon is bright & I'm half tight, stop your silly grinnin
I won't go huntin with you Jake, but I'll go chasin women

MIDDLE BREAK

Grand Square
Well, wash your face & comb your hair cause it's darn near time to start
But let me time you before you go, There's one thats got my heart<
Don't chase that gal with the yellow hair and wears the dress of green
That little girl belongs to me, I know she's past sixteen
Four Ladies Promenade one time
Swing your girl around and Promenade
Aw the moon is bright & I'm half tight, stop your silly grinnin
I won't go huntin with you Jake, but I'll go chasin women

CLOSER

Grand Square
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
Four Ladies Promenade one time
Swing your girl around and Promenade
Aw the moon is bright & I'm half tight, stop your silly grinnin
I won't go huntin with you Jake, but I'll go chasin women

TAG

I won't go huntin with you Jake, but I'll go chasin womennnnnnn

ADDITIONAL LYRICS

For the Grand Square
Let's go down to the meeting house & wait till they start home
Them gals that live on Possum Creed, They'll always leave alone
We'll run'm down the corn rows, those sassy little misses
We'll scare them gals half to death, we'll stop and blow them kisses