Detours - Jordan Davis

I was a renegade ragtop revvin' up an engine

Hell yeah, why not take it to the limit?

I would smoke it if you had it at a high school party

Passin' 'round a bottle 'round a bonfire in the woods

Look at me wrong, you damn right, I’d fight ya

Parents got divorced, kinda dog that would bite ya

And I’d love 'em and I’d leave 'em and it was what it was

And it is what it is and I wouldn’t change it if I could

Yeah, I lost my way

Damn near lost my mind

Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind

I was way outside the lines

Yeah, and I got way off track

Took some wrong turns lookin' back

It’s been one hell of a ride in my rear view

But I thank the good Lord for the detours to you

She was an everything but the wings angel outta nowhere

'Cross the room, crooked smile and I just had to go there

Sittin' with a group of friends and sippin' on a glass of red

And I don’t remember what I said, but she wrote her number down

All I ever wanted, but never knew I needed

She’s the dotted line and every sign that led me straight to Jesus

Was a voice that made me hit the brakes

Slow it down, have some faith

And I had to learn from my mistakes, but I’m on the right road now

Yeah, I lost my way

Damn near lost my mind

Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind

I was way outside the lines

Yeah, and I got way off track

Took some wrong turns lookin' back

It’s been one hell of a ride in my rear view

And I thank the good Lord for the detours to you

Yeah, the detours to you

Well, I lost my way

Damn near lost my mind

Pedal to the metal, let the devil lead me blind

I was way outside the lines

And I got way off track

Took some wrong turns lookin' back

It’s been one hell of a ride in my rear view

And only He knows all the hell I had to go through

I thank Him for the detours to you

All the detours to you