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