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

Cause 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

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

And let some pretty lady rub my back

And spend the early morning drinking coffee

And talking about when I'll be coming back

Cause I don't let know no woman 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,

Rest this ramblin' fever in my soul