Text: Jack Ingram. Biloxi.

Where in hell did you go?
You left us all alone I wasn't even eighteen
You never turned around
Like some kid out on the run
You headed for the fun down in Biloxi
And the Gulf of Mexico

Where I guess the girls they're pretty
And nobody says it's late
And you can stay out all night long
And never have hell to pay down in Biloxi
Even when your forty one
You just forget you're problems down in Biloxi

And you only came around
To take a rest and come down from Biloxi
But you were not the same
Pretending that you cared
Pretending you were there and not in Biloxi
And the Gulf of Mexico

Where I guess the girls they're pretty
And nobody says it's late
And you can stay out all night long
And never have hell to pay down in Biloxi
Even when you're forty one
You just forget your problems down in Biloxi

Well, did you really think you'd find
More than you left behind back home in Houston?
We all felt the loss
Well, I don't mean to bring you down
But I wonder what you found there in Biloxi
And tell me was it worth the cost

Well, I hope the girls were pretty
And nobody said it was late
I hope you stayed out all night long
And never had hell to pay down in Biloxi
Even when your forty one
You just forgot your problems down in Biloxi