Capo: 1 Tabbed by: devildog1688 I ride east every other Friday but if i had it my way The day would not be wasted on this drive And i want so bad to hold you But son theres things I haven't told you Your mom and me couldn't get along So i'll drive And I think about my life And wonder why, That I slowly die inside Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days, and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride A day might come and you'll realize that if you could see through my eyes There was no other way to work it out And a part of you might hate me But son please don't mistake me For a man that didn't care at all Bridge: So when you drive And the years Go flying by I hope you smile If i ever cross your mind It was a pleasure of my life And i cherished every time And my whole world It begins and ends with you On that Highway 20 ride....