Every Which A-Way - Roger Miller

Every which-a-way I go and every which-a-way I turn I seem to be

Looking for a love I never never find, fighting back pain and misery

One day my love run away now everything I touch just seems to turn

To more heartache and misery, making my poor heart burn, burn

I found the thrill of love

Then felt the chill of love

Funny I’m still in love

Even though she let me down

And then gave me the run-around

Every which-a-way I go and every which-a-way I turn I seem to be

Looking for a love I never never find, fighting back pain and misery

I found the thrill of love

Then felt the chill of love

Funny I’m still in love

Even though she let me down

And then gave me the run-around

Oh, every which-a-way I go and every which-a-way I turn I seem to be

Looking for a love I never never find, fighting back pain and misery