Capo 3IntroC / C / F / CC C F CI ride east every other Friday, and if I had it my wayC G CMy day would not be wasted on this rideC C F CI want so bad to hold you, but son there's things I haven't told youC C GYour mom and me just couldn't get alongC F GSo I drive, and I think about my life,C F Gand wonder why, that I slowly die insideC Cmaj7 Am Am(maj7) F GEverytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia lineC Cmaj7 Am Am(maj7)F GI count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/z/zac_brown_band/highway_20_ride_crd_ver_2.html )C C F CA day might come you'll realize, and if you see through my eyesC G CThere was no other way to work it outC C F CPart of you might hate me, but son please don't mistake meC C GFor a man who didn't care at all.C F GSo I drive, and I think about my life,C F Gand wonder why, that I slowly die insideC Cmaj7 Am Am(maj7) F GEverytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia lineC Cmaj7 Am Am(maj7)F GI count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.C F GSo when you drive, and the years go flying byC F GI hope you'll smile, if I ever cross your mindF G F GIt was the pleasure of my life, and I cherished every timeC Cmaj7 Am Am(maj7) FAnd my whole world, it begins and ends with youG COn that Highway 20 Ride.
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