Текст песни Black Hills Country Band - Rablin` Fever
Black Hills Country Band - Rablin` Fever слова песни
My hat don`t hang on the same nail too longMy ears can`t stand to hear the same old songAnd I don`t leave the highway long enoughTo bog down in the mud`Cause I`ve got ramblin` fever in my bloodRamblin` feverA kind that can`t be measured by degreesRamblin` feverThere ain`t no kind of cure for my diseaseThere`s times I`d like to bed down on a sofaAnd let some pretty lady rub my backAnd spend the early morning drinking coffeeTalking about when I`ll be coming back`Cause I don`t let no woman tie me downAnd I`ll never get to old too get aroundI want to die along the highway and rot awayLike some old highline poleRestless ramblin` fever in my soul