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i ride east every other friday but if i had it my way
days would not be wasted on this drive
and i want so bad to hold you
son, there’s things i haven’t told you
your mom and me just couldn’t get along

so i’ll drive
and i think about my life
and wonder why i’ll 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

so i drive
and i think about my life
and wonder why i’ll 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

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….

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