Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RAMBLIN FEVER , by - Merle Haggard. Song from the album The Very Best of, Vol. 2, in the genre КантриRelease date: 31.12.2005
Record label: Sony ATV
Song language: English
RAMBLIN FEVER |
| My hat don’t hang on the same nail too long |
| My ears can’t stand to hear the same old song |
| I don’t leave the highway long enough |
| To bog down in the mud |
| 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 that I’d like to bed down on a sofa |
| And let some pretty lady rub my back |
| And spend the early mornin' drinkin' coffee |
| Talkin' about when I’ll be comin' back |
| But I don’t let no no woman, tie me down |
| And I 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 |
| Ramblin' fever |
| Ramblin' fever |