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