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Ramblin' Fever - David Allan Coe



     
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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
Well, I caught this ramblin' fever long ago
When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow
If someone said I ever gave a damn, well they damn sure told you wrong
'Cause 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
Let some good looking man rub my back
Spend the early morning drinking coffee
Talkin' about when I'll be coming back
'Cause I don't let no man 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 high line pole
Finally rest this ramblin' fever in my soul
Ramblin' fever
The kind that can't be measured by degrees
Oh, ramblin' fever
There ain't no kind of cure for my disease
Ramblin' fever
The kind that can't be measured by degrees
Ramblin' fever
Well, there ain't no kind of cure for my disease

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A life-long renegade, singer/songwriter David Allan Coe is one of the most colorful and unpredictable characters in country music history. One of the pioneering artists of the outlaw country movement of the '70s, he hasn't had many big hits — only three of his singles hit the Top Ten — but he has been among the biggest cult figures in country music throughout his career. Born in Akron, OH, Coe first got into trouble with the law at age nine. As a result, he was sent to reform school.

Read more about David Allan Coe on Last.fm.


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