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.