CROSSES BY THE HIGHWAY
I'm driving across the country
to pay myself a visit
I detour and I zigzag
just to take the scenery
and I see them just like clockwork
regular as roadsigns

crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway

some are decked with shiny ribbons
some are faded from the weather
but one points to the next one
like a daisy chain forever
and they sprout up like spring flowers
in any soil or season

crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway

these are my fellow travelers
they blazed a trail before me
these are my fellow travelers
down the road they're waiting for me

I pray every time I pass one
like beads around a rosary
from Macon out to Aspen
we're like one big happy family
sometimes they make me heartsick
but they always keep me company

crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway
crosses by the highway