Walkin' down the shoulder of Interstate 40 Just a-cussin' every rock that I kick Since I lost everything in the last depression I just give up and I quit But I'm happy though I ain't had nothing since morning But a cold drink and a pie And it rained up the road about an hour ago, ha, ha But I walked these Brogans dry Yeah, that's my life out on Interstate 40 But I'm a happy son of a gun The government's given me Interstate 40 And the good Lord's give me a thumb Now you gotta be careful out on Interstate 40 'Cause the highway men ain't dumb There's a law against hikin' out on Interstate 40 So you gotta know who to thumb, ha, ha 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 on Interstate 40 cement Yeah that's just my life out on Interstate 40 But I'm a happy son of a gun 'Cause the government's given me Interstate 40 And the good Lord's give 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 Just anywhere along ole Interstate 40 Will rest my weary bones Ha ha ha that's my life out on Interstate 40 But I'm a happy son of a gun 'Cause the government's given me Interstate 40 And the good Lord's give me a thumb And the good Lord's give me a thumb