Текст песни Randy Travis - 3 Wooden Crosses
Randy Travis - 3 Wooden Crosses слова песни
A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacherRiding on a midnight bus, bound for MexicoOne was headed for vacation, one for higher educationAnd two of them were searching for lost soulsThat driver never ever saw the stop signAnd 18-wheelers cant stop on a dime(Chorus)There are, three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway Why theres not four of them, heaven only knowsI guess its, not what you take, when you leave this world behind youIts what you leave behind you when you goThat farmer left a harvest, a home and 80 acresThe faith and love for growing things, in his young sons heartAnd that teacher left her wisdom, in the minds of lots of childrenAnd did her best, to give them all a better startAnd that preacher whispered cant you see the promise landAs he lay his blood stained Bible in that hookers hand(Chorus)Thats the story that our preacher told last SundayAs he held that blood stained Bible up, for all of us to seeHe said bless the farmer, and the teacher, and the preacherWho gave this Bible to my mama, who read it to meThere are, three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway Why theres not four of them, now I guess we knowIts not what you take, when you leave this world behind youIts what you leave behind you when you go There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway