I've Seen That Old Highway - Ray Wylie Hubbard

I seen the old highway and what it’s done to the young and kind

I’ve seen that highway and what it’s done to the young and kind

It’s made 'em old and mean way before their time

It’s like a prisoner seeing a wild bird in the air

It’s like a prisoner seeing a wild bird in the air

It’s like an old preacher hearing a new widow’s prayer

I seen the old highway and what it’s done to the young and kind

I’ve seen that highway and what it’s done to the young and kind

It’s made 'em old and mean way before their time

It gives a lonesome sound, like a ghost a-rattling chains

It gives a lonesome sound, like a ghost a-rattling chains

It gives a sorrowful sigh, like a little church in the rain

I’ve seen a mother’s tears heal a heart somehow

I’ve seen a mother’s tears heal a heart somehow

You’re on that highway, your mama can’t help you now

I seen the old highway and what it’s done to the young and kind

I’ve seen that highway and what it’s done to the young and kind

It’s made 'em old and mean way before their time

It’s made 'em old and mean way before their time