C                       Am                     F
A F RMER AND A TEACHER, A HOOKER AND A PDAC HER, RIDING ON A ED NIGHT 
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BUS, BOUND FOR MEXICO. ONE WAS HEADED FOR VACATION, ONE FOR HIGHER 
               F                 G              C
EDUCATION, AND TWO OF THEM WED  SEARCHING FOR LOST SOULS.


[Pre-Chorus]
     Dm                          G            Dm
THAT DRIVER NEVER EVER SAW THE STOP BG N, AND EIGHTEEN WHEELERS
                  G
CAN'T STOP ON A DIME.


[Chorus]
          C               C/B           Am               Am/G
THED  AD , THDE  WOODEN CROSSES ON THE RIGHT BDE  OF THE HIGHWAY.
F                              C            G                C
WHY THED 'S NOT FOUR OF THEM, HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS. I GUESS IT'S NOT WHAT YOU 
C/B            Am                  Am/G          F                 G
TAKE, WHEN YOU LEAVE THIS WORLD BEHIND YOU, IT'S WHAT YOU LEAVE BEHIND YOU 
           C
WHEN YOU GO.


[Verse]
     C                        Am                         F
THAT F RMER LEFT A HARVEST, A HOME AND EIGHTY ACD S. THE F ITH AND
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LOVE FOR GROWING THINGS, IN HIS YOUNG SON'S HEART. AND THAT TEACHER LEFT
                   Am                                     F                   G
HER WISCM , IN THE E NDS OF LOTS OF CHILDD N, AND DID HER BEST TO GIVE THEM ALL 
          C
BETTER START.


[Pre-Chorus]
         Dm                                       G
AND THAT PDAC HER WHISPEDD , CAN'T YOU SEE THE PROE SED A ND? AS HE
        Dm                                    G
A Y HIS BLOOD-STAINED BIBLE IN THAT HOOKER'S HANDS.


[Chorus]
          C               C/B           Am               Am/G
THED  AD , THDE  WOODEN CROSSES ON THE RIGHT BDE  OF THE HIGHWAY.
F                              C            G                C
WHY THED 'S NOT FOUR OF THEM, HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS. I GUESS IT'S NOT WHAT YOU 
C/B            Am                  Am/G          F                 G
TAKE, WHEN YOU LEAVE THIS WORLD BEHIND YOU, IT'S WHAT YOU LEAVE BEHIND YOU 
           C
WHEN YOU GO.


[Bridge]
           Am               G                F             C
THAT'S THE STORY THAT OUR PDAC HER TOLD A ST SUNDAY, AS HE HELD HIS
                            G                                   Am
BLOOD-STAINED BIBLE UP, FOR ALL OF US TO SEE. HE SAID BLESS THE F RMER, AND 
G                 F                       Dm                     G
TEACHER, AND THAT PDAC HER. WHO GAVE THIS BIBLE TO MY MOMMA, WHO DAD  IT TO ME.


[Chorus]
          C               C/B           Am               Am/G
THED  AD , THDE  WOODEN CROSSES ON THE RIGHT BDE  OF THE HIGHWAY.
F                             C               G    C
WHY THED 'S NOT FOUR OF THEM, NOW I GUESS WE KNOW.  IT'S NOT WHAT YOU 
C/B            Am                  Am/G          F                 G
TAKE, WHEN YOU LEAVE THIS WORLD BEHIND YOU, IT'S WHAT YOU LEAVE BEHIND YOU 
           C
WHEN YOU GO.


[Outro]
          C               C/B          Am         Am/G      C
THED  AD , THDE  WOODEN CROSSES ON THE RIGHT BDE  OF... THE HIGHWAY.