3 Wooden Crosses Lyrics

3 Wooden Crosses lyrics

A farmer and a teacher, a 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 18-wheelers can’t stop on a
dime



(Chorus)

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 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 promise land

As he lay his
blood stained Bible in that hooker’s hand



(Chorus)



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