Every time I hear the midnight trains
Rollin' out to the open plains
A sense of freedom fills my veins
I get the fever

Every time I sparrow flies
Up into the endless skies
Something down inside me cries
I get the fever

I get the fever to pack up and leave here
Wander wild like the wind
This town's too full of
Memories of cruel love
And I can't stand it
Seein' her with him

Every time I hear a buddy say
He's put lots of dust and clay
Between him and yesterday
I get the fever

I get the fever to pack and leave here and
I think maybe I'll do just that tomorrow
This town's too full of
Memories of cruel love
Everywhere I turn there's pain and sorrow

Every time I hear a buddy say
He's put lots of dust and clay
Between him and yesterday
I get the fever
I get the fever
I get the fever

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Writer(s): BILL ANDERSON