Текст (слова) песни: Black Hills Country Band - Rablin` Fever
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 Ramblin` fever A 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 Talking about when I`ll be coming back `Cause I don`t let no woman tie me down And I`ll never get to old too get around I want to die along the highway and rot away Like some old highline pole Restless ramblin` fever in my soul
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