Paroles White Line Fever de Fall (The)

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  • Chanson: White Line Fever
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White line feverA sickness bored deep into my soulWhite line feverThe past keeps going down like the telly polesThe wrinkles in my forehead show the miles I've put behind meAnd continue to remind me, the fact I'm growing oldI've still got that fever in my soul(White line fever)I wonder what keeps a man pushing onI wonder what keeps me singing this old highway songI've been from coast to coastMany miles I've goneAnd there ain't one town I haven't seen beforeWhite line feverA sickness bored deep into my soulWhite line feverThe past keeps going on like the telephone polesThe ghost of the airwaves shows the miles I've put behind meThey continue to remind me, the fact I'm getting oldWhite line feverWhite line feverFor throwing things out of the carIt's a fifty pound, hundred dollar fineThe lines I've put behind meAnd the ghosts I've put behind meThey continue to remind meThe fact I'm growing old

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