This old highway seems so lonesome when you're going where you've been
And a lonesome song can make you cry time and time again
If I had listened to a friend of mine ten years ago today
I'd have a better job than what I've got today
But the billboards on the highway and the brake lights on the cars
Make me jump out on the highway with my bag and my guitar
If she comes or if she goes it doesn't matter anymore
Cause I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico
Ridin' my thumb to Mexi--co-oo-o
It don't matter when or how I go
I'm ridin' my thumb til I see her again
So I'll ride my thumb to Mexico
The reason why she left me's not the reason that I'm here
I'm a travlin' kind of man just need a change of atmosphere
If there's any place I haven't been at all that's where I'll go
So I'll ride my thumb to Mexico
Ridin' my thumb to Mexi-co-oo-o
It don't matter when or how I go
I'm ridin' my thumb til I see her again
So I'll ride my thumb to Mexico