Backroads of My Mind

Well, I never was one for trouble But I reckon it was for me When I was just a little boy Pap put me on his knee And he said, "Dear son, steer clearly On the high road you should stay 'Cause down there in them valleys, boy Them detour make ya stray" He said, "Don't waste tomorrow on today's idle time It's hard time living on the backroads of your mind" On the backroads of my mind Where the turns are mostly blind Reckoning by wrote and memory Well, they don't been deducted and lately you're in decline It's hard time living on the backroads of my mind Now the years flew by so swiftly And I can't say they was kind The old home and my family I left it all behind For a life of hopeful fortune On the highways I did grow But like so many dead-end roads They left me all alone I ain't ne'er been to Jackson Where trouble's so easy to find I mourned my fair share here on the backroads of my mind On the backroads of my mind Where the turns are mostly blind Reckoning by wrote and memory Well, they don't been deducted and lately you're in decline It's hard time living on the backroads of my mind On the backroads of my mind Where the turns are mostly blind Reckoning by wrote and memory Well, they don't been deducted and lately you're in decline It's hard time living on the backroads of my mind Yes, it's hard time living on the backroads of my mind