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Paul Westmoreland
Travelin' down life's crooked road,
Lots of things there I never knowed
Because of me not knowin' now I pine,
Trouble got on my trail
I spent the next five years in jail,
Should have read that detour sign
Chorus:
Detour - there's a muddy road ahead
Detour - paid no mind to what is said
Detour - all these bitter things I find
Should have read that detour sign
Well when I got to the place where that sign told me to face
Well I figured all of my worries were behind but the further I go
I find more chug holes there in the road,
I should have read that detour sign
Chorus
Well, I got stuck down in the mud,
All my hopes fell there with a thud
I felt like my heartstrings were made of twine,
I had no power to get
From that hole I was in yet,
Should have read that detour sign