(Mark Alan Springer/Jerry Laseter)

Your Teacher Might've Told You It Was Five Thousand Something Feet
That Ain't To Far In A Car Or On A City Street
Let Me Tell You Son, Back Where I Come From
You Learn As A Little Child
There Ain't Nothing Any Longer Than A Louisiana Country Mile

Amos Walker Said He'd Shoot Me Next Time He Caught Me Crossing His Fence
But I Was Too Much In Love To Reallly Think About It Back Then
Walking That Tree Cross Thibidioux Creek
I Can Still See Them Gators Smile
But She Was Worth Every Step Of That Louisiana Country Mile

That Path Got Shorter As I Fell Deeper
I'd Swim That Old Swamp If I Had To To See Her
Those Days Are Gone And She's A Memory,
But When That Road Looks Long It Hits Me
There's A Treasure At The End Of Most Of Life's Troubles And Trials
And There Ain't Nothing Longer Than A Louisiana Country Mile

I've Come A Long Way From That Little House Back In The Woods
And I Know I Don't Get Back There As Much As I Should
But Every Now And Then When The Walls Close In I Can Still Smile
I Close My Eyes And Let My Mind Walk That Louisiana Country Mile

That Path Got Shorter As I Fell Deeper
I'd Swim That Old Swamp If I Had To To See Her
Those Days Are Gone And She's A Memory,
But When That Road Looks Long It Hits Me
There's A Treasure At The End Of Most Of Life's Troubles And Trials
And There Ain't Nothing Longer Than A Louisiana Country Mile
Don't Talk Till You've Walked That Louisiana Country Mile