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 'cause I've got ramblin' fever in my blood
Well, I caught this ramblin' fever long ago When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow If someone said I ever gave a damn, well they damn sure told you wrong 'Cause 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 Let some good looking man rub my back Spend the early morning drinking coffee Talkin' about when I'll be coming back
'Cause I don't let no man tie me down And I'll never get too old to get around I'm gonna die along the highway and rot away like some old high line pole Finally rest this ramblin' fever in my soul
Ramblin' fever The kind that can't be measured by degrees Oh, ramblin' fever There ain't no kind of cure for my disease
Ramblin' fever The kind that can't be measured by degrees Ramblin' fever Well, there ain't no kind of cure for my diseaseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
