[Intro]
C / C / F / C
[Strophe]
       C                C           F              C 
I ride east every other Friday, and if I had it my way 
   C                G              C 
My day would not be wasted on this ride 
  C              C                         F              C 
I want so bad to hold you, but son there's things I haven't told you 
     C               C             G 
Your mom and me just couldn't get along
[Refrain]
     C            F              G 
So I drive, and I think about my life, 
           C           F            G 
and wonder why, that I slowly die inside 
     C      Cmaj7     Am      Am7     F              G 
Everytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia line 
            C   Cmaj7     Am         Am7     F                G      C 
I count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.
[Strophe]
  C                     C            F                  C 
A day might come you'll realize, and if you see through my eyes 
      C            G             C 
There was no other way to work it out 
C                 C            F                 C 
Part of you might hate me, but son please don't mistake me 
      C       C                     G 
For a man who didn't care at all.
[Refrain]
     C            F              G 
So I drive, and I think about my life, 
           C           F          G 
and wonder why, that I slowly die inside 
     C      Cmaj7     Am      Am7     F              G 
Everytime I turn this truck around, right at the Georgia line 
            C   Cmaj7     Am         Am7     F                G      C 
I count the days, and the miles back home to you, on that Highway 20 ride.
[Outro]
            C              F              G 
So when you drive, and the years go flying by 
              C           F              G 
I hope you'll smile, if I ever cross your mind 
           F              G           F               G 
It was the pleasure of my life, and I cherished every time 
             C   Cmaj7    Am      Am7    F 
And my whole world, it begins and ends with you 
        G          C 
On that Highway 20 ride.