See the man on the blacktop highway
Movin' past a no man's 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 don't care where the road goes
Just as long as he gets his ride
And he don't 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 he'd write but they knew he was a-lyin' (lyin')
Got no razor, got no pay
Ridin' thumb, ridin' thumb