White Line Fever

White Line Fever a Sickness born down deep within my soul White Line Fever the Years keep flyin' by like the high line poles VERSE: The wrinkles in my forehead show the miles I've left behind me They continue to remind me How fast I'm growin' old Guess I'll die with this fever in my soul. BRIDGE: Well, I wonder just what makes a man keep pushin' on Why must I keep on singin' this old highway song. I've been from coast to coast a hundred times or more, And I ain't seen one place that I ain't been before. (CHORUS) (solo over verse) (BRIDGE) (CHORUS) tag: White Line Fever White Line Fever