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- Merle Haggard - Ramblin’ Fever Lyrics
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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.
- 'Cos I've got ramblin' fever in my blood.
- Caught this ramblin' fever long ago,
- When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow.
- If someone said I ever gave a damn,
- Man, they 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,
- Talkin' about when I'll be coming back.
- But I don't let no no woman tie me down,
- And I never get too old to get around.
- I wanna die along the highway and rot away,
- Like some old high-line pole,
- Rest this ramblin' fever in the soul.
- Ramblin' fever,
- The kind that can't be measured by degrees.
- Ramblin' fever,
- There ain't no kind of cure for my disease.
- Ramblin' fever.
- Ramblin' fever.
- Ramblin' fever.
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