John D. Loudermilk Interstate 40 Lyrics:
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 bout an hour ago but
I've walked these brogans dry But that's just my
life out on Interstate 40 but I'm a happy son of a
gun The governments givin' me Interstate 40 and
the good Lord's give me a thumb

Now you gotta be carefull out on Interstate 40
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cause the highway men ain't dumb There's a law
against hikin' 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 ninety wonderful days of patchin' up
old Interstate 40 cement Yeah that's just my
life...

Now the world's my castle and the grass my carpet
and my heart is all my own The rains 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 just my life... And the good Lord's give me
a thumb
Lyrics: Interstate 40, John D. Loudermilk [end]