72 (This Highway's Mean)

Don't know why they even bother putting this highway on the map

Everybody that's ever been on it knows exactly where they're at

Hells on both ends of it

And no where's in between

This highway's mean

Seems like it's always hot down here, no matter when you come

It's the kind of heat that holds you like a mama holds her son

Tight when he tries to walk, even tighter if he runs

It's a mean old dusty highway

But it's the only one that'll get you there

That'll get you there

Mean old highway

Stuck to the ground in Mississippi

It's the one'll set me free

It's the same one that I see

Being ripped up off the ground and wrapped around me

Don't let it fool you this highway's mean

I don't need a map to tell me where I am today

This feeling that I have has always led the way

Down here, you're running from a broken heart

Or to a heart that you have to break on this mean old highway