Route Description
State Highway 36 begins at Exit 1 on Interstate 44, the first exit north of the Red River on I-44. From this interchange, Highway 36 heads due north to meet US-70. SH-36 turns west to follow US-70, forming a concurrency. The two highways angle northeast to begin paralleling a railroad line. SH-36 and US-70 pass just south of Devol. Approximately 1 mile (1.6 km) thereafter, the two cross the Cotton–Tillman County line.
After 9 miles (14 km) concurrent with US-70, SH-36 splits away from the U.S. route on the northeast side of Grandfield. As before, SH-36 heads due north from there, crossing over Deep Red Creek and some of its local tributaries. After about 9 miles (14 km) alone, the highway forms another concurrency, this time with State Highway 5. The two highways pass to the east of Chattanooga Sky Harbor Airport. After 2 miles (3.2 km) together, SH-5 splits off to the west. SH-36 continues north for around 1.5 miles (2.4 km) before curving to the east, toward Chattanooga.
As Highway 36 crosses into Comanche County, it also enters the town of Chattanooga, which it passes through on 3rd Street. Leaving town, the route continues due east, then curves towards the northeast, crossing Spring Creek. SH-36 next runs through Faxon, continuing northeast; after leaving the town, it bridges West Cache Creek. The highway then resumes a due east course and continues for nearly 5.5 miles (8.9 km) before reuniting with I-44. At this interchange, the SH-36 designation ends. The roadbed continues east through the interchange; a motorist continuing straight will then be on southbound US-277/US-281 towards Geronimo
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