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Ramblin Fever
Merle Haggard
G C
My hat don't hang on the same nail too long
G D
My ears can't stand to hear the same old song
G G7 C
And I don't leave the highway long enough
G
To bog down in the mud
G D G
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
CHORUS:
G C G D
Ramblin' fever, the kind that can't be measured by degrees
G C G D G
Ramblin' fever, there ain't no kind of cure for my disease
D7 G C
There's times I'd like to bed down on a sofa
G C
And let some pretty lady rub my back
C Am C G
And spend the early morning drinking coffee
D G
And talking about when I'll be coming back
G C
Cause I don't let know no woman tie me down
G D
And I'll never get too old to get around
G C
I'm gonna die along the highway and rot away
C G
Like some old high-line pole,
D
Rest this ramblin' fever in my soul
CHORUS
Tom Lindsey, [email protected]
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