Merle Haggard "Ramblin' Fever" |
(Merle Haggard) My hat don't hang on the same nail too long My ears can't stand to hear the same old song And I don't leave the highway long enough to bog down in the mud 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 they damn sure told you wrong I've had ramblin' fever all along. Chorus: 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 like to lay down on the sofa And let some pretty lady rub my back Spend the early morning drinking coffee Talkin' about when I'll be comin' back. 'Cause I don't let no woman tie me down And I'll never get too old to get around I wanna die along the highway and rot away Like some old highline pole Rest this ramblin fever in my soul. Chorus: Ramblin' Fever The kind that can't be measured by degrees Ramblin' Fever There ain't no kind of cure for my disease... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |