Ramblin' Fever - Re-Recorded In Stereo

My hat don't hang on the same nail too long
 My ears can't stand to hear the same old song
 An' 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
 An' if someone said I ever gave a damn and the 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 talkin' about when I'll be coming back
 Even I don't let no woman tie me down
 And I'll 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