Detour - Ramblin' Jack Elliott

Detour, there’s a muddy road ahead, detour

Paid no mind to what it said

Detour, oh, these bitter things I find

Should have read that detour sign

Headed down life’s crooked road

Lots of things I never knowed

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

When I got right to the place

Where it said «About Face»

I thought that all my worries were behind

But the farther I go

The more sorrow I know

Should have read that detour sign

When I got stuck in the mud

All my hopes dropped with a thud

I guess that my heart strings are made of twine

Have no willpower to get

From the hole that I’m in yet

Should have read that detour sign

Should have read that detour sign