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