Go, jack-rabbit, running through the wood,
You had a good night and you feel real loose,
Heard they got you going round the goosecreek shed,
Trying to fill your belly full of buckshot lead.
Go, jack-rabbit, get the cabbage patch,
Farmer left the back porch door on the latch,
Heard you coming and he got his gun,
Better go, jack-rabbit, better start to run.
Go, jack-rabbit, running through the woods,
You had a good night and you feel real loose,
Gunfire breaking up the peaceful night
Jack-rabbit lying in the cold daylight.