Ridin My Thumb to Mexico

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-o   o-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