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 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 want to die along the highway and rot away like some old highline pole and 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 ooh yeah