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