Song Lyric Sunday – Highway 20 Ride by Zac Brown Band

I immediately thought of two different songs when I posted the theme yesterday – the song I heard when  I thought of the theme, and another long-time favorite.  I was having a hard time choosing between the two, so I asked my fiance for help.  It’s pretty amazing to me how a song can have so much meaning for one person, but it’s only passing good to someone else.

Even as I’m sitting here writing this, I’m thinking of just posting both songs (even though it’s not something I’ve ever done and I really don’t want to do it) because one of them has a deeper meaning for me, but the other one really hit home with my fiance.

The other thing I’ll note is that when I first thought of the theme, I was thinking of happy road trip songs, you know?  But when I really dug into the lyrics and songs I was thinking of,  I realized that they were gloomy and sad.  I’m still going to post them, but just know that I’m apologizing for the mood before I even get started.

So, now that I’m here, I’ve decided to feature one song, but mention the other at the end.  (Why is this post feeling so SoCS today?)

My kiddos got really into the Zac Brown Band a few years ago, so I heard a lot of their music.  While I’m not too excited about country these days, I will admit that I do love these guys.  I love their harmonies and their lyrics.

I had no idea what this song was actually about until I read the lyrics yesterday.  I will say that even as a divorced parent with children, I’ve never really experienced this feeling.  I’ve just always known that my kids were home when they were with me, and they were home when they were with their dad.  I can’t say it’s always been easy, and perhaps my kids feel differently, but I hope they always know that we did our best to keep the status quo for them, even after our marriage fell apart.

So, without further talking, here is my pick for this week.  I hope you enjoy!

Highway 20 Ride by Zac Brown Band
Written by Zac Brown
Lyrics found at AZ Lyrics

I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way
A 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’ll drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why
That I 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

A day might come you’ll realize that if you 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

And I drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why
That I 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 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….

Whoa-ho-oh-oh
20 ride

Whoa-ho-oh-oh
20 ride

Whoa-ho-oh-oh
Highway 20 ride
And I ride

Whoa-ho-oh-oh

The other song I thought of was Rest Stop by Matchbox 20.  Another great song, but completely different in theme.  I don’t think you can ever go wrong with Rob Thomas, though!


The Song Lyric Sunday theme for this week was to post your favorite road trip song, or a song about road trips.  Please feel free to click the link, read the rules and post one of your own.

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