Randy Travis - Three wooden crosses

^CA farmer and a teacher^Em7, a ^Amhooker and a preacher ^{Am7/G F}ridin' on a midnight bus ^Cbound for Mexi^Gco One was ^Cheaded for vacation^Em7, one for ^Amhigher education ^Am7/G and ^Ftwo of them were ^Gsearchin' for lost ^Csouls That ^Dmdriver never ever saw the s^Gtop sign and ^Dmeighteen-wheelers can't stop on a ^Gsusdime. ^G

There are ^Cthree wooden ^Em7crosses, on the ^Amright side of the ^Am7/Ghighway ^FWhy there's not four of them, ^CHeaven only ^Gknows I guess it's^C, not what you ^Em7take when you ^Amleave this world b^Am7/Gehind you It's ^Fwhat you leave be^Ghind you when you ^Cgo

^CThat farmer left a harvest^Em7, a ^Amhome and eighty acres ^Am7/G the ^Ffaith and love for growin' things ^Cin his young sons ^Gheart And that ^Cteacher left her wisdom^Em7 in the ^Amminds of lots of children ^{Am7/G F}Did her best to give'em ^Gall a better ^Cstart And that ^Dmpreacher whispered, "Can't you see ^Gthat promised land?" as he ^Dmlaid his bloodstained bible in that^Gsus hookers ^Ghand

There are ^Cthree wooden ^Em7crosses on the ^Amright side of the ^Am7/Ghighway ^FWhy there's not four of them, ^CHeaven only ^Gknows I guess it's,^C not what you ^Em7take when you ^Amleave this world b^Am7/Gehind you it's ^Fwhat you leave be^Ghind you when you ^Cgo

That's the ^Amstory that our ^Am7/Gpreacher told last ^FSunday, as he ^Cheld that bloodstained bible up for ^Gall of us to see He said,^Am bless the farmer,^Am7/G and the teacher, ^Fand that preacher ^F/E Who ^Dmgave this Bible to my Momma, Who ^Gsusread it to ^Gme ^{Gsus G}

There are ^Cthree wooden ^Em7crosses on the ^Amright side of the ^Am7/Ghighway ^Fwhy there's not four of them,^C now I guess we ^Gknow ^CIt's not what you ^Em7take, when you ^Amleave this world b^Am7/Gehind you, It's ^Fwhat you leave be^Ghind you when you ^Cgo

^CThere are three wooden ^Em7crosses on the ^Amright side ^Am7/Gof the ^Chighway