And I'll think about my life And wonder why, 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 I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

Give me one reason to stay here Said I don't want leave you lonely You got to make me change my mind And I'll turn right back around And I'll turn right back around I don't want no one to squeeze me, they might take away my life Baby I got your number,

I'm on my own planet I'll do my own thing Then turn around and pat myself on the back (for doing good) I don't need nobody else I'm gon' do it by myself Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all good) Right of the rip, nobody could fuck

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, 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 I ride east every other Friday but if I had it