Capo 3INTROC F C C G CVERSE 1C F CI ride east every other Friday, and if I had it my wayC GMy day would not be wasted on this rideC F CI want so bad to hold you, but son there's things I haven't told youC GYour mom and me just couldn't get alongCHORUSC F G C FSo I drive, and I think about my life, and wonder why, then I slowly die (G) insideC F GEverytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia lineC FI count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that (G) Highway 20 ride (C).VERSE 2(C) A day might come you'll realize, and (F)if you see through (C) my eyes, Therewas no other way to work it out (G)(C) Part of you might hate me, but (F)son please don't(C) mistake me, For a man that doesn't care at (G)all.CHORUSVERSE 3So when you (C)drive, and you (F) think about your (G)lifeI hope you'll (C) smile, if I (F)ever cross your (G)mindF G F GIt was the pleasure of my life, and I cherished every timeC FAnd my whole world, it begins and ends with youG COn that Highway 20 Ride.
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