(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