Three Wooden Crosses lyrics by Randy Travis
A farmer and a teachera hooker and a preacher
Riding on a midnight bus
bound for Mexico
One was headed for vacation
One for higher education
And two of them were
searching for lost souls
That driver never ever
saw the stop sign
and eighteen wheelers
can't stop on a dime
There are
three wooden crosses
on the right side of the highway
Why there's not four of them
Heaven only knows
I guess it's
not what you take when you
leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind
you when you go
That farmer left a harvest
a home and eighty acres
The faith and love for
growing things
in his young son's heart
And that teacher left her wisdom
in the minds of lots of children
and did her best
to give them all a better start
And that preacher whispered
Can't you see the promised land
as he laid his blood stained
Bible in that hooker's hand
There are
three wooden crosses
on the right side of the highway
Why there's not four of them
Heaven only knows
I guess it's
not what you take when you
leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind
you when you go
That's the story that our
preacher told last Sunday
as he held that blood stained
Bible up for all of us to see
He Said, Bless the farmer
and the teacher, and the
preacher who gave this
Bible to my mama
who read it to me
There are
three wooden crosses
on the right side of the highway
Why there's not four of them
Now I guess we know
It's not what you take when you
leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind
you when you go
There are
three wooden crosses on
the right side of the highway
