| Song | 72 (This Highway's Mean) |
| Artist | Drive-By Truckers |
| Album | Southern Rock Opera |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cooley, Drive-By Truckers | |
| 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 |
| zuo qu : Cooley, DriveBy Truckers | |
| 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 |
| zuò qǔ : Cooley, DriveBy Truckers | |
| 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 |