(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
