White Line Fever

D     G    A       F#m                 A             D
White Line Fever a sickness born down deep inside my soul
D     G    A         F#m               A                   D
White Line Fever the years keep flying by like a high line pole
    G              A                 D
The wrinkles in my forehead show the miles I've put behind me
         G    G/F#  Em         G        G/F#    A

They continue to remind me how fast I'm growing old
                                     D
Guess I'll die with this fever in my soul
D                  A                D
I wonder just what makes a man keep pushing on
                   A                D
Why must I keep on singing this old highway song
     G                  A            D
I've been from coast to coast a 100 times or more
G                   A                  D
I haven't found one place that I ain't been before
 D    G    A       F#m                A              D
White Line Fever a sickness born down deep inside my soul
D     G    A         F#m               A                   D
White Line Fever the years keep flying by like a high line pole

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          From the "The Flying Burrito Bros"  LP
          A & M Records