Tone: [Eb]
Intro:
[Eb] [Eb] [Ab] [Eb]
Verse:
I ride [Eb]east every other F[Eb]riday, and if[Ab] I had it my way[Eb]
My [Eb]day would not be w[Bb]wasted on this ri[Eb]ride
I [Eb]want so bad to h[Eb]old you, but son there's th[Ab]ings I haven't t[Eb]old you
Your [Eb]mom and me just c[Eb]couldn't get alo[Bb]along
Chorus:
So I [Eb]drive, and I t[Ab]think about my li[Bb]life,
and wonder [Eb]why, that I s[Ab]slowly die insi[Bb]inside
Every[Eb]time I t[Ebmaj7]urn this tr[Cm]uck arou[Cm7]nd, righ[Ab]t at the Georgia[Bb] line
I count the [Eb]days,[Ebmaj7] and the mi[Cm]les back ho[Cm7]me to yo[Ab]u, on that Highway[Bb] 20 ride[Eb].
Verse:
a [Eb]day might come you'll r[Eb]realize, and if[Ab]if you see through my [Eb]eyes
There [Eb]was no other w[Bb]way to work it o[Eb]out
[Eb]Part of you might h[Eb]ate me, but so[Ab]n please don't mist[Eb]ake me
For a [Eb]man who d[Eb]didn't care at all. [Bb]
Chorus:
So I [Eb]drive, and I t[Ab]think about my li[Bb]life,
and wonder [Eb]why, that I s[Ab]slowly die in[Bb]inside
Every[Eb]time I t[Ebmaj7]urn this tr[Cm]uck arou[Cm7]nd, righ[Ab]t at the Georgia[Bb] line
I count the [Eb]days,[Ebmaj7] and the mi[Cm]les back ho[Cm7]me to yo[Ab]u, on that Highway[Bb] 20 ride[Eb].
Outro:
So when you [Eb]drive, and the y[Ab]years go flying b[Bb]by
I hope you'll [Eb]smile, if I e[Ab]ever cross your m[Bb]mind
It was the [Ab]pleasure of my l[Bb]ife, and I ch[Ab]erished every tim[Bb]e
And my whole [Eb]world[Ebmaj7], it begin[Cm]s and en[Cm7]ds with[Ab] you
On that [Bb]Highway 20 r[Eb]ride.
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