Capo 3INTROC F C C G CVERSE 1C F CI ride east every other Friday, and if I had it my wayC G CMy 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 F GYour mom and me just couldn't get alongCHORUSC F G C F GSo I drive, and I think about my life, and wonder why, then I slowly die insideC F GEverytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia lineC F G CI count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.VERSE 2A day might come you'll realize, and if you see through my eyesThere was no other way to work it outPart of you might hate me, but son please don't mistake meFor a man that doesn't care at all.CHORUSVERSE 3So when you drive, and you think about your lifeI hope you'll smile, if I ever cross your 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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