Black Hills Country Band Rablin' Fever
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 Ramblin' fever A 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 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 too get around I want to die along the highway and rot away Like some old highline pole Restless ramblin' fever in my soul
