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 Mexico It don't matter when or how I go I'll ride this thumb 'til I see her again So I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico Well, the reason why she left me is 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'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico Ridin' my thumb to Mexico It don't matter when or how I go I'll ride this thumb 'til I see her again So I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico