Chords for Stoney LaRue - Ramblin' Fever - good quality
Tempo:
92.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
E
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
Yeah, [Em] here's some Haggard.
[C]
[E] [G]
[G]
[D] [A]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [E]
[G] My hat don't hang on the same [C] nail too long.
[G] My ears can't stand to hear this [D] old song.
[G] And I don't [D] leave the highway [C] long enough to bog down [G] in the mood.
Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever in my blood.
[G] Lord, I caught this ramblin' fever [C] long ago.
When I first heard the long song was [D] a blow.
[Bm] [G] If anyone ever said I [C] gave a damn, well, that damn sure [Gm] told you wrong.
[G] Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever all along.
[G] I've got this [C] ramblin' [G] fever.
The kind that can't be measured by [D]
degree.
[C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] There ain't no kind [D] of cure for my [G] disease.
[C]
[G]
[C] [E]
[D] [G]
There's times I'd like to sit down [C] on the sofa.
[G] And let some pretty lady rub [C] my back.
I'd spend the early morning [G] drinking coffee.
And just talking about [D] when I'll be [G] coming back.
Cause I don't let no woman tie [C] me down.
Or tie me up.
[G] And I'll never get too old [D] to get around.
Well, I [G] won't die on the highway.
And [C] by the way, some old [G] hotline [D] pole.
[G] There's this [D] ramblin' fever in my soul.
[G]
[C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] The kind that can't be measured [D] by degree.
[E]
[G] Ramblin' fever.
There ain't no [D] kind of cure [G] for my disease.
[C] [G]
[Bm] [Bb]
[Bm] [Dbm]
[G]
[D] [G]
Mr.
Jeremy Watkins right here on that fiddle, [D] boy.
[C] Jeez, boy.
[Am]
Left [F] and right or backwards to the console, okay? They're backwards.
Maybe they were [C] right at the console, but they're not on the [A] EQs.
Okay?
They're backwards.
Oh, yeah.
[F]
Oh, I thought it was the old 40s.
[Ab] [Eb] Why you sneaking up on [Abm] me?
[Eb]
Yeah, [Em] here's some Haggard.
[C]
[E] [G]
[G]
[D] [A]
[G] [A] [C]
[G] [E]
[G] My hat don't hang on the same [C] nail too long.
[G] My ears can't stand to hear this [D] old song.
[G] And I don't [D] leave the highway [C] long enough to bog down [G] in the mood.
Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever in my blood.
[G] Lord, I caught this ramblin' fever [C] long ago.
When I first heard the long song was [D] a blow.
[Bm] [G] If anyone ever said I [C] gave a damn, well, that damn sure [Gm] told you wrong.
[G] Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever all along.
[G] I've got this [C] ramblin' [G] fever.
The kind that can't be measured by [D]
degree.
[C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] There ain't no kind [D] of cure for my [G] disease.
[C]
[G]
[C] [E]
[D] [G]
There's times I'd like to sit down [C] on the sofa.
[G] And let some pretty lady rub [C] my back.
I'd spend the early morning [G] drinking coffee.
And just talking about [D] when I'll be [G] coming back.
Cause I don't let no woman tie [C] me down.
Or tie me up.
[G] And I'll never get too old [D] to get around.
Well, I [G] won't die on the highway.
And [C] by the way, some old [G] hotline [D] pole.
[G] There's this [D] ramblin' fever in my soul.
[G]
[C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] The kind that can't be measured [D] by degree.
[E]
[G] Ramblin' fever.
There ain't no [D] kind of cure [G] for my disease.
[C] [G]
[Bm] [Bb]
[Bm] [Dbm]
[G]
[D] [G]
Mr.
Jeremy Watkins right here on that fiddle, [D] boy.
[C] Jeez, boy.
[Am]
Left [F] and right or backwards to the console, okay? They're backwards.
Maybe they were [C] right at the console, but they're not on the [A] EQs.
Okay?
They're backwards.
Oh, yeah.
[F]
Oh, I thought it was the old 40s.
[Ab] [Eb] Why you sneaking up on [Abm] me?
[Eb]
Key:
G
C
D
E
A
G
C
D
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _
Yeah, [Em] here's some Haggard.
_ [C] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [G] _ My hat don't hang on the same [C] nail too long.
[G] My ears can't stand to hear this [D] old song.
[G] And I don't [D] leave the highway [C] long enough to bog down [G] in the mood.
_ Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever in my blood.
_ [G] Lord, I caught this ramblin' fever [C] long ago. _
When I first heard the long song was [D] a blow.
[Bm] _ [G] If anyone ever said I [C] gave a damn, well, that damn sure [Gm] told you wrong.
[G] _ Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever all along.
_ [G] I've got this _ _ [C] ramblin' _ [G] fever.
The kind that can't be measured by [D] _
degree. _ _ _ _
_ [C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] There ain't no kind [D] of cure for my [G] disease. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ There's times I'd like to sit down [C] on the sofa.
_ _ [G] And let some pretty lady rub [C] my back. _
I'd spend the early morning [G] drinking coffee.
And just talking about [D] when I'll be [G] coming _ back.
Cause I don't let no woman tie [C] me down.
Or tie me up.
[G] And I'll never get too old [D] to get around.
Well, I [G] won't die on the highway.
And [C] by the way, some old [G] hotline [D] pole.
_ [G] There's this [D] ramblin' fever in my soul.
_ [G] _
_ _ _ [C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] The kind that can't be measured [D] by degree.
_ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ Ramblin' fever.
There ain't no [D] kind of cure [G] for my disease. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Mr.
Jeremy Watkins right here on that fiddle, [D] boy. _ _
_ _ [C] Jeez, boy.
[Am] _
_ Left [F] and right or backwards to the console, okay? They're backwards.
Maybe they were [C] right at the console, but they're not on the [A] EQs.
Okay?
They're backwards.
Oh, yeah.
[F] _
_ _ _ Oh, I thought it was the old 40s.
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Why you sneaking up on [Abm] me?
_ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Gm] _
Yeah, [Em] here's some Haggard.
_ [C] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ [G] _ My hat don't hang on the same [C] nail too long.
[G] My ears can't stand to hear this [D] old song.
[G] And I don't [D] leave the highway [C] long enough to bog down [G] in the mood.
_ Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever in my blood.
_ [G] Lord, I caught this ramblin' fever [C] long ago. _
When I first heard the long song was [D] a blow.
[Bm] _ [G] If anyone ever said I [C] gave a damn, well, that damn sure [Gm] told you wrong.
[G] _ Cause I've had [D] ramblin' fever all along.
_ [G] I've got this _ _ [C] ramblin' _ [G] fever.
The kind that can't be measured by [D] _
degree. _ _ _ _
_ [C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] There ain't no kind [D] of cure for my [G] disease. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ There's times I'd like to sit down [C] on the sofa.
_ _ [G] And let some pretty lady rub [C] my back. _
I'd spend the early morning [G] drinking coffee.
And just talking about [D] when I'll be [G] coming _ back.
Cause I don't let no woman tie [C] me down.
Or tie me up.
[G] And I'll never get too old [D] to get around.
Well, I [G] won't die on the highway.
And [C] by the way, some old [G] hotline [D] pole.
_ [G] There's this [D] ramblin' fever in my soul.
_ [G] _
_ _ _ [C] Ramblin' fever.
[G] The kind that can't be measured [D] by degree.
_ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ Ramblin' fever.
There ain't no [D] kind of cure [G] for my disease. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Dbm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
Mr.
Jeremy Watkins right here on that fiddle, [D] boy. _ _
_ _ [C] Jeez, boy.
[Am] _
_ Left [F] and right or backwards to the console, okay? They're backwards.
Maybe they were [C] right at the console, but they're not on the [A] EQs.
Okay?
They're backwards.
Oh, yeah.
[F] _
_ _ _ Oh, I thought it was the old 40s.
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Why you sneaking up on [Abm] me?
_ _ _ [Eb] _