Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

I ride east every other Friday, and if I had it my way

My day would not be wasted on this ride

I want so bad to hold you, but son there's things I haven't told you

Your mom and me just couldn't get along

So I drive, and I think about my life,

and wonder why, that I slowly die inside

Everytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia line

I count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.

A day might come you'll realize, and if you see through my eyes

There was no other way to work it out

Part of you might hate me, but son please don't mistake me

For a man who didn't care at all.

So I drive, and I think about my life,

and wonder why, that I slowly die inside

Everytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia line

I count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.

So when you drive, and the years go flying by

I hope you'll smile, if I ever cross your mind

It was the pleasure of my life, and I cherished every time

And my whole world, it begins and ends with you

On that Highway 20 Ride.