(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