Letra de Highway 20 Ride

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 son there's things I haven't told you your mom and me couldn't get along so I drive, and I think about my life and wonder why, that I'll slowly die inside every time 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. The day might come you'll realize That if you see thru my eyes There was no other way to work it out And a part of you might hate me Son please don't mistake me For a man that didnt care at all And drive, and I think about my life And wonder why, that'll slowly die inside Every time 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 the pleasure of my life And I cherished everytime And my whole world it begins and ends with you on that highway 20 ride Whoa 20 ride x 2 Highway 20 ride. and I ride... Whoa...