Headed down life's crooked road Lot of things I never knowed And because of me not knowing I now pine Trouble got in the trail Spent the next five years in jail Should have read that detour sign De-tour there's a muddy road ahead De-tour paid no mind to what it said De-tour oh these bitter things I find Should have read that detour sign When I got right to the place Where it said about face I thought that all my worries were behind But the father I go the more sorrow I know Should have read that detour sign Repeat #2 When I got stuck in the mud All my hopes dropped with a thud I guess that my heart stings are made of twine Had no will power to get from the hole that I'm in yet Should have read that detour sign Repeat #2