One's headed for vacation, one for higher education, an' two of them were searchin' for lost souls. A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher, ridin' on a midnight bus bound for mexico one's headed for vacation, one for higher education, an' two of them were searchin' for lost souls that driver never ever saw the stop sign an' 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. A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher, ridin' on a midnight bus bound for mexico.
Smell of rotten wood
Wood bead light fixture
Do wood pellets go bad
Three Wooden Crosses Lyrics Three Wooden Crosses by Randy Travis with
