Ramblin' Fever

My hat don't hang on the same nail too long My ears can't stand to hear the same old song I don't leave the highway long enough To bog down in the mud I've got ramblin' fever in my blood Caught this ramblin' fever long ago When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow And if anyone said, I ever gave a damn Man, they damn sure told you wrong I've had this 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 that I'd like to bed down on a sofa And let some pretty lady rub my back Spend the early mornin' drinkin' coffee And talkin' about when I'll be comin' back But I don't let no woman, tie me down And I never get too old to get around I want to die along the highway and rot away Like some old high-line pole Rest this ramblin' fever in my soul Ramblin' fever The kind that can't be measured by degrees Ramblin' fever There ain't no kind of cure for my disease Little sister play it