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