The Old Marksville Highway runs through Pineville, Louisiana. The song was written for Charlie, a friend of the band who is from Kolin, the town mentioned in the song., which is near Pineville. Charlie was stuck in Columbus, Ohio, during a gray, cold Lent. Being from Louisiana, he cursed the Yankees, their weather, and their cooking, lamenting the lack of pork fat and salt used.

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