He looks like skin on a bone pile
A cat wouldn't give him a chance
But When he stretches his long legs out
A fox ain't got a chance
Tennessee hound dog... Tennessee hound dog

Sad faced mooneyed creature
His ears hang down to his knees
The she-hounds call him a has-been
An old aged home for fleas
Tennessee hound dog... Tennessee hound dog

But when he gets a certain kind of look on his face
The she-hounds run for a hiding place
Cuz when he takes a notion all the girl dogs know
He's a dynamite, up tight, outta sight, backyard Romeo

He looks like ugly warmed over
Some dog lovers have said that
But he's got more sense in the end of his nose
That they've got in their head
Tennessee hound dog... Tennessee hound dog