Luyện nghe bài hát Ramblin' Fever

My hat don't hang on the same too long
My ears stand to hear the same old song
I leave the highway long enough
To bog in the mud
I've got ramblin' fever in my

Caught this ramblin' fever ago
When I heard a lonesome whistle blow
If someone said, I ever a damn
Man, they damn sure told you
I've had ramblin' all along

fever
The kind that can't be measured by
Ramblin'
There ain't no kind of for my disease

There's times that I'd like to bed on a sofa
And let some pretty lady rub my
And the early mornin' drinkin' coffee
Talkin' when I'll be comin' back

But I let no no woman, tie me down
And I get too old to get around
I want to die the highway and rot away
Like old high-line pole
Rest this fever in my soul

fever
The kind can't be measured by degrees
Ramblin'
There ain't no kind of cure for my

fever
Ramblin'