Detour

(Paul Westmoreland)



Headed down life's crooked road lot of things I never knowed

And because of me not knowin' I now pine

Trouble got in the trail spent the next five years in jail

Should have read that detour sign.



Detour, there's a muddy road ahead

Detour, paid no mind to what it said

Detour, oh the bitter things I find

Should have read that detour sign.



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I got stuck in the mud all my hopes dropped with a thud

And I thought that my heart strings were made of twine

But the father I go the more sorrow I know

Should have read that detour sign.



Detour, there's a muddy road ahead

Detour, paid no mind to what it said

Detour, oh the bitter things I find

Should have read that detour sign.



Should have read that detour sign.

Should have read that detour sign...