Chords for 3 Wooden Crosses~Randy Travis (**LYRICS**)
Tempo:
79.025 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[A#m] [C#]
A farmer and a teacher, [G#] [A#m] a hooker and [C#] a preacher, riding [F#] on a midnight bus [C#] bound for [G#] Mexico.
[C#] One was headed for vacation, [G#] [A#m] one for higher education, [F#] and two of them [G#] were searching
for [C#] lost souls.
[D#m] That driver never ever saw [G#] the stop sign, [D#m] and eighteen wheelers can't stop on a [C#] dime.
[G#]
[C#] There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
That farmer left a [G#] harvest, a home [A#m] and eighty acres, [F#] the faith and love for growing things
[C#] in his young [G#] son's heart.
And [C#] that teacher left her [G#] wisdom [A#m] in the minds of lots [Fm] of children, and [F#] did her best to give
them [G#] all a better [C#] start.
And [D#m] that preacher whispered, can't you see [G#] the promised land?
As he lay [D#m] his bloodstained Bible in that hooker's [G#] hand.
There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses [C#] on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [C#] you leave this world behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
[A#m] That's the story that [G#] our preacher told [F#] last Sunday.
As [C#] he held that bloodstained Bible up [G#] for all of us to see, he [Fm] said, bless [A#m] the farmer
[G#] and the teacher [F#] and the preacher.
He gave [D#m] this Bible to my mama [G#] who read it to me.
[C#] [G#] There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses on [A#m] the right side of [C#] the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] now I guess [G#] we know.
[C#] It's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
There are three [Fm] wooden [A#m] crosses on the right [G#] side of the [C#] highway.
[A#m] [C#]
A farmer and a teacher, [G#] [A#m] a hooker and [C#] a preacher, riding [F#] on a midnight bus [C#] bound for [G#] Mexico.
[C#] One was headed for vacation, [G#] [A#m] one for higher education, [F#] and two of them [G#] were searching
for [C#] lost souls.
[D#m] That driver never ever saw [G#] the stop sign, [D#m] and eighteen wheelers can't stop on a [C#] dime.
[G#]
[C#] There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
That farmer left a [G#] harvest, a home [A#m] and eighty acres, [F#] the faith and love for growing things
[C#] in his young [G#] son's heart.
And [C#] that teacher left her [G#] wisdom [A#m] in the minds of lots [Fm] of children, and [F#] did her best to give
them [G#] all a better [C#] start.
And [D#m] that preacher whispered, can't you see [G#] the promised land?
As he lay [D#m] his bloodstained Bible in that hooker's [G#] hand.
There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses [C#] on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [C#] you leave this world behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
[A#m] That's the story that [G#] our preacher told [F#] last Sunday.
As [C#] he held that bloodstained Bible up [G#] for all of us to see, he [Fm] said, bless [A#m] the farmer
[G#] and the teacher [F#] and the preacher.
He gave [D#m] this Bible to my mama [G#] who read it to me.
[C#] [G#] There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses on [A#m] the right side of [C#] the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] now I guess [G#] we know.
[C#] It's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
There are three [Fm] wooden [A#m] crosses on the right [G#] side of the [C#] highway.
Key:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Fm
C#
G#
F#
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
A farmer and a teacher, [G#] [A#m] a hooker and [C#] a preacher, riding [F#] on a midnight bus [C#] bound for [G#] Mexico.
[C#] One was headed for vacation, [G#] [A#m] one for higher education, [F#] and two of them [G#] were searching
for [C#] lost souls.
[D#m] That driver never ever saw [G#] the stop sign, _ [D#m] and eighteen wheelers can't stop on a [C#] dime.
[G#]
[C#] There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go. _ _
That farmer left a [G#] harvest, a home [A#m] and eighty acres, [F#] the faith and love for growing things
[C#] in his young [G#] son's heart.
And [C#] that teacher left her [G#] wisdom [A#m] in the minds of lots [Fm] of children, and [F#] did her best to give
them [G#] all a better [C#] start.
And [D#m] that preacher whispered, can't you see [G#] the promised land?
As he lay [D#m] his bloodstained Bible in that hooker's [G#] hand.
There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses [C#] on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [C#] you leave this world behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go. _ _
[A#m] That's the story that [G#] our preacher told [F#] last Sunday.
As [C#] he held that bloodstained Bible up [G#] for all of us to see, he [Fm] said, bless [A#m] the farmer
[G#] and the teacher [F#] and the preacher.
He gave [D#m] this Bible to my mama [G#] who read it to me.
[C#] _ [G#] _ _ There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses on [A#m] the right side of [C#] the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] now I guess [G#] we know.
[C#] It's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
_ There are three [Fm] wooden [A#m] crosses on the right [G#] side of the [C#] highway. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
A farmer and a teacher, [G#] [A#m] a hooker and [C#] a preacher, riding [F#] on a midnight bus [C#] bound for [G#] Mexico.
[C#] One was headed for vacation, [G#] [A#m] one for higher education, [F#] and two of them [G#] were searching
for [C#] lost souls.
[D#m] That driver never ever saw [G#] the stop sign, _ [D#m] and eighteen wheelers can't stop on a [C#] dime.
[G#]
[C#] There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go. _ _
That farmer left a [G#] harvest, a home [A#m] and eighty acres, [F#] the faith and love for growing things
[C#] in his young [G#] son's heart.
And [C#] that teacher left her [G#] wisdom [A#m] in the minds of lots [Fm] of children, and [F#] did her best to give
them [G#] all a better [C#] start.
And [D#m] that preacher whispered, can't you see [G#] the promised land?
As he lay [D#m] his bloodstained Bible in that hooker's [G#] hand.
There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses [C#] on the right side of the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] heaven [G#] only knows.
I guess [C#] it's not what [Fm] you take when [C#] you leave this world behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go. _ _
[A#m] That's the story that [G#] our preacher told [F#] last Sunday.
As [C#] he held that bloodstained Bible up [G#] for all of us to see, he [Fm] said, bless [A#m] the farmer
[G#] and the teacher [F#] and the preacher.
He gave [D#m] this Bible to my mama [G#] who read it to me.
[C#] _ [G#] _ _ There [C#] are three [Fm] wooden crosses on [A#m] the right side of [C#] the highway.
[F#] Why there's not four of them, [C#] now I guess [G#] we know.
[C#] It's not what [Fm] you take when [A#m] you leave this world [C#] behind you.
[F#] It's what you leave [G#] behind you when you [C#] go.
_ There are three [Fm] wooden [A#m] crosses on the right [G#] side of the [C#] highway. _ _
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