A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico One was headin' for vacation, one for higher education And two of them were searchin' for lost souls That driver never ever saw the stop sign And 18 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 80 acres The faith and love for growin' things in his young son's heart And that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children Did her best to give 'em all a better start And that preacher whispered, "Can't you see the promised land?" As he lay 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 momma 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 © MIKE CURB MUSIC; SONY/ATV TUNES D/B/A CROSS KEYS PUB; SWEET RADICAL MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com