Ramblin' Fever
Alabama, Merle Haggard
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My hat don't hang on the same nail too long My ears can't stand to hear the same old song An' I don't leave the highway long enough to bog down in the mud 'cause I've got ramblin' fever in my blood I caught this ramblin' fever long ago When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow If someone said I ever gave a damn, the damn sure told you wrong I've had ramblin' fever all along Ramblin' fever The kind that can't be measured by degrees Ramblin' fever There ain't no kind of cure for my disease There's times I'd like to bed down on a sofa And let some pretty lady rub my back And spend the early morning drinking coffee And talkin' about when I'll be coming back 'cause I don't let no no woman tie me down And I'll never get too old to get around I want to die along the highway and rot away like some old high-line pole Rest this ramblin' fever in my soul Ramblin' fever The kind that can't be measured by degrees Ramblin' fever There ain't no kind of cure for my disease, yeah
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Written by: MERLE HAGGARD
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