Merle Haggard

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 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 cure for my disease

There's times I could beddown 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
Cause I don't let 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 highline pole
Rest this ramblin' fever in my soul
Ramblin' fever...