Marty Robbins - Detour

Headin' down life's crooked road

Lots of things I never knowed

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, all these bitter things I find

Should have read that detour sign

When I got stuck in the mud

All my hopes dropped with a thud

I reckon my heart strings were made of twine

Got no willpower to get

From this hole that I'm in yet

Should have read that detour sign

Detour there's a muddy road ahead

Detour, paid no mind to what it said

Detour, all these bitter things I find

Should have read that detour sign