WHITE LINE FEVER
(Merle Haggard)
White line fever – A fever born down deep within my soul
White line fever – The years keep rollin’ by like a highline pole
Wrinkles on my forehead tell the miles I’ve put behind me
Always tryin’ to remind me how fast I’m gettin’ old
I’ll die with this fever in my soul.
How long can a good man keep on pushin’ on?
How long can I keep singin’ this old highway song?
I’ve been from coast to coast five-hundred times or more
There ain’t one city I ain’t seen before.
White line fever – A fever born down deep within my soul
White line fever – The years keep rollin’ by like a highline pole.
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