(Bill Anderson)      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 a 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   And wander wild like the wind   This town's too full of mem'ries 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.      --- Instrumental ---      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 mem'ries 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.   I get the fever...