DETOUR
WRITER 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
[ harmonica - guitar ]
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
Should have read that detour sign should have read that detour sign