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...