(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...