White Line Fever

White line fever, sickness born down deep within his soul
White line fever, the years passing by high line pole
The wrinkles in my forehead show the miles I've put behind me
They continue to remind me how fast I'm growing old
Guess I'll die with this fever in my soul
White line fever, oh sickness born down deep within his soul
White line fever, the years passing by high line pole
Now I wonder what makes a man keep pushing on
Why do we always sing old country song
'Cause we've been from coast to coast a 100 times or more
We never been to one town, we ain't been before
White line fever, sickness born down deep within your soul
White line fever, and the years passing by like high line pole