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
I got this ramblin' fever long ago
When I first heard the lonesome whistle blow
If someone said I ever gave a damn
The damn should told you wrong
I've had ramblin' fever all day long
Ramblin' fever,
The kind that can't be measured by degrees
Ramblin' fever,
There ain't no kind a cure for my disease
There's time I like to led down on the sofa
(And) Let some pretty lady rub my back
And spent the early morning drinking coffee
Talking about when I'll be coming back
'cause I don't let no woman tie me down
And I'll never get to old to get around
I wanna die along the highway and rot away
Like some old highline pole
Restless ramblin' fever in my soul
Writer(s): Merle Haggard
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