We have 82 versions of the Merle Haggard song Ramblin' Fever
Don Markham (saxophone, trumpet, background vocals); Eddie Curtis (bass); Randy Mason (drums); Theresa Lane Haggard, Bonnie Owens (background vocals).... See Full Description
Merle Haggard Ramblin' Fever Lyrics Live at Billy Bob's Texas: Motorcycle Cowboy Track List Click on a song to view its lyrics
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
