Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Wooden Crosses

A and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher,
on a midnight bus bound for Mexico
One's for vacation, one for higher education,
An' two of them searchin' for lost souls
That driver never ever saw the sign
An' eighteen wheelers can't stop on a

There are wooden crosses on the right side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only
I guess not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
what you leave behind you when you go

That farmer left a harvest, a home and acres,
The an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of
Did her best to give 'em all a better
An' that preacher whispered, "Can't you see the Land?"
As he laid his blood-stained bible in hooker's hand

There are three wooden crosses on the side of the highway,
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only
I guess it's not what you take you leave this world behind you,
It's you leave behind you when you go

That's the that our preacher told last Sunday
As he that blood-stained bible up,
For all of us to see
He said "Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' the
Who gave Bible to my mama,
Who it to me"

There are three wooden crosses on the right of the highway,
Why there's not of them, now I guess we know
not what you take when you leave this world behind you,
It's what you leave you when you go

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the