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 right front pocket got his eyes squinted towards the sea ridin thumb ridin thumb now he don t care where the road goes just as long long as he gets to ride and he don t need no food or water now just let his conscience be his guide ridin thumb ridin thumb left his sister and his mama cryin beggin him not to leave that day said he d write but they knew he was lyin never got no raise never got no pay ridin thumb ridin thumb 