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Started out in Birmingham,
With Jim Beam in a Pepsi can,
Just to help me cut the pain.
Spent the night in Mobile,
Sleepin` on the steerin` wheel.
Woke up with the sun callin` your name.

And I got miles of heartache yet to go.
Never knew forgettin` you would go so slow.
The memory of you and me`s a long and windin` road.
And I got miles of heartache yet to go.

Headed down to New Orleans,
Fell into a Cajun dream,
Damned if I recall her name.
Burned it up on Bourbon Street,
Woke up standin` on my feet.
Headed out that morning in the rain.

And I got miles of heartache yet to go.
I never knew forgettin` you would go so slow.
The memory of you and me`s a long and windin` road.
And I got miles of heartache yet to go.

Drifted down to Mexico,
And figured I`d just lay low.
Saturday night they threw me into jail.
Blew my last twenty-five,
In some old Tiajuana dive.
Ain`t got no dinero for my bail.

And I got......

Instrumental Break.

Tomorrow they will set me free,
But free is what I`ll never be,
Long as memories remain.
New Orleans or Mexico,
It don`t matter where I go.
Your love is like a ball and chain.

And I got miles of heartache yet to go.
I never knew forgettin` you would go so slow.
The memory of you and me`s a long and windin` road.
And I`ve got miles of heartache yet to go.

Yes, I`ve got miles of heartache yet to go

Started out in Birmingham,
With Jim Beam in a Pepsi can,
Just to help me cut the pain.
Spent the night in Mobile,
Sleepin` on the steerin` wheel.
Woke up with the sun callin` your name.

And I got miles of heartache yet to go.
Never knew forgettin` you would go so slow.
The memory of you and me`s a long and windin` road.
And I got miles of heartache yet to go.

Headed down to New Orleans,
Fell into a Cajun dream,
Damned if I recall her name.
Burned it up on Bourbon Street,
Woke up standin` on my feet.
Headed out that morning in the rain.

And I got miles of heartache yet to go.
I never knew forgettin` you would go so slow.
The memory of you and me`s a long and windin` road.
And I got miles of heartache yet to go.

Drifted down to Mexico,
And figured I`d just lay low.
Saturday night they threw me into jail.
Blew my last twenty-five,
In some old Tiajuana dive.
Ain`t got no dinero for my bail.

And I got......

Instrumental Break.

Tomorrow they will set me free,
But free is what I`ll never be,
Long as memories remain.
New Orleans or Mexico,
It don`t matter where I go.
Your love is like a ball and chain.

And I got miles of heartache yet to go.
I never knew forgettin` you would go so slow.
The memory of you and me`s a long and windin` road.
And I`ve got miles of heartache yet to go.

Yes, I`ve got miles of heartache yet to go

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