Ramblin' Fever Lyrics - Tulare Dust: A Songwriters' Tribute To Merle Haggard - 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 

Ramblin' fever, the kind that can't be measured by degrees 

Ramblin' fever, there ain't no kind of cure for my disease