Walking down the shoulder
of an interstate 40
Just a cousin of a rocket I kick
Since I lost everything in
the last depression
I've just given up and I've quit
But I'm happy though I ain't had
nothing since the morning
But a cold drink and a pie
And it rained up a road
about an hour ago
But I've wonked these
bro -games dry
That's just life out on Interstate 40
But I'm a happy son of a gun
Yeah, the government's givin' me
Interstate 40
And the good Lord's givin' me a thumb
Now you gotta be careful
out on Interstate 40
Cause the highway men
ain't dumb
There's a law against hiking out
on Interstate 40
So you gotta know who to thumb
But if you're like me,
you wouldn't mind at all
Cause what the law calls punishment
Is 90 wonderful days of patchin'
up ol' Interstate 40
See, men, oh,
that's just life out on Interstate 40
But I'm a happy son of a gun
Now the government's givin' me
Interstate 40
And the good Lord's givin' me a thumb
Now the world's my castle
and the grass my carpet
And my heart is all my own
The rain's my bath and Interstate 40
Is my home, sweet home, sweet home
Now when I die, just plant me close
To where the big trucks
whine and moan
Anywhere along the Interstate 40
Will rest my weary bones
That's just life I'll never stay forty
But I'm a handy son of a gun
Now the government's givin' me
interstate forty
And the good lord's givin' me a thumb
The good lord's givin' me a thumb
Oh, the good lord's givin' me a thumb
The good lord's givin' me a thumb you