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