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White Line Fever - The Fall
White Line Fever

A sickness bored deep into my soul

White Line Fever

The past keeps going down like the tele' poles

The wrinkles in my forehead show the miles
I've put behind me
And continue to remind me, the fact I'm growing old

I've still got that fever in my soul

I wonder what keeps a man pushing on

I wonder what keeps me singing
this old highway song

I've been from coast to coast
Many miles I've gone

And there ain't one town I haven't seen before

White Line Fever

A sickness bored deep into my soul

White Line Fever

The past keeps going on like the telephone poles

The ghost of the airwaves shows the miles
I've put behind me
They continue to remind me,
the fact I'm getting old
White Line Fever

White Line Fever

White Line Fever

For throwing things out of the car

It's a 50 pound, hundred dollar fine

The lines I've put behind me
And the ghosts I've put behind me
They continue to remind me
The fact I'm growing old