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Grand little fever
I can't be messin' by the grease
Grand little fever
Ain't got nothing to freak out today
Ain't no kind of cure for my disease
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 walk down in the mud
I've got rambling fever in my blood
I caught this rambling fever long ago
When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow
Someone said I ever gave it down
Well, they damn sure told me wrong
I've had rambling fever all along
Rambling fever
Kinda can't be measured by degree
Rambling fever
Ain't no kind of cure for my disease
There's times I'd like to bed down on the sofa
Let some pretty lady rub my back
Spend the early morning drinking coffee
Talking about when I'd be coming back
I don't let no woman tie me down
I'll never get too old
To get around
I want to die along the highway
And rot away
Like some old highline hoe
Restless rambling fever in my soul
Rambling fever
Kinda can't be measured by degree
Rambling fever
Ain't no kind of cure for my disease


Rambling fever
Kinda can't be measured by degree
Rambling fever
Ain't no kind of cure for my disease
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