Intro D G D GD G Don't know why they even bother putting this highway on the mapD G Everybody that's ever been on it knows exactly where they're atA Hells on both ends of itG And no where's in betweenD G This highway's meanD G Seems like it's always hot down here, no matter when you comeD G It's the kind of heat that holds you like a mama holds her sonA G Tight when he tries to walk, even tighter if he runsA It's a mean old dusty highwayG A But it's the only one that'll get you thereBm G That'll get you thereBm Mean old highwayG D Bm Stuck to the ground in MississippiG D It's the one'll set me freeG It's the same one that I seeA G Being ripped up off the ground and wrapped around meA D Don't let it fool you this highway's meanD G I don't need a map to tell me where I am todayD G This feeling that I have has always led the wayA Down here, you're running from a broken heartG D Or to a heart that you have to break on this mean old highway
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