See the man on the blacktop highway Movin past a no mans land All alone on the blacktop highway Movin just as fast as he can Ridin thumb, ridin thumb Left his home down in Macon, Georgia Left the shade of an old oak tree Got his dreams in his left front pocket Got his eye squinted towards the sea Ridin thumb, ridin thumb He dont care where the road goes Just as long as he gets his ride And he dont care bout food and water He just lets his conscience be his guide Ridin thumb, ridin thumb Left his sister and his mama cryin cryin Beggin him not to leave that day leave that day Said hed write but they knew he was alyin lyin Got no razor, got no pay Ridin thumb, ridin thumb
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