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Randy Travis on Suffering Jukebox is a free online music player. Stream every album, open the lyrics, rate tracks, and build playlists. Open the interactive player at https://www.sufferingjukebox.stream/randy-travis. Catalog added by Daddio.

Songs: Three Wooden Crosses, Deeper Than the Holler, Deeper Than the Holler, Diggin Up Bones

Singles

Deeper Than the Holler

Lyrics: Deeper Than the Holler

Well, I've heard those city singers
Singing 'bout how they can love
Deeper than the oceans
Higher than the stars above
But I come from the country
And I know I ain't seen it all

But I heard that ocean's salty
And the stars, they sometimes fall
And that would not do justice
To the way I feel for you
So I had to sing this song
About all the things I knew

My love is deeper than the holler
Stronger than the river
Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflakes
That fall in late December
And honest as a Robin on a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of a whippoorwill

From the back roads to the Broadway shows
With a million miles between
There's at least a million love songs
That people love to sing
And every one is different
And every one's the same
And this is just another way
Of saying the same thing

My love is deeper than the holler
Stronger than the river
Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflakes
That fall in late December
And honest as a Robin on a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of a whippoorwill

My love is deeper than the holler
Stronger than the river
Higher than the pine trees growin' tall upon the hill
My love is purer than the snowflakes
That fall in late December
And honest as a Robin on a springtime window sill
And longer than the song of a whippoorwill

A whippoorwill

Deeper Than the Holler

Storms of Life (35th Anniversary Deluxe Edition)

Diggin Up Bones

Lyrics: Diggin Up Bones

Last night, I dug your picture out from my old dresser drawer
I set it on the table and I talked to it 'til four
I read some old love letters right up 'til the break of dawn
Yeah, I've been sittin' alone, diggin' up bones

Then I went through the jewelry and I found our wedding rings
I put mine on my finger and I gave yours a fling
Across this lonely bedroom of our recent broken home
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)
I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)
Exhumin' things that's better left alone
I'm resurrectin' memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones

And I went through the closet and I found some things in there
Like that pretty negligee that I bought you to wear
And I recall how good you looked each time you had it on
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)
I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)
Exhumin' things that's better left alone
I'm resurrectin' memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones

I'm resurrectin' memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)
Exhumin' things that's better left alone
I'm resurrectin' memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)

I'm diggin' up bones (diggin' up bones)
Exhumin' things that's better left alone
I'm resurrectin' memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah, tonight, I'm sittin' alone, diggin' up bones

On the Other Hand - All the Number Ones

Three Wooden Crosses

Lyrics: Three Wooden Crosses

A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher
Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico
One was headed for vacation, one for higher education
And 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 knows
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind you when you go

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

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

That's a story that our preacher told last Sunday
As he held that blood-stained bible up
For all of us to see
He said (Bless the farmer, and the teacher, an' that preacher)
Who gave this Bible to my mamma
(Who read it to me)

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

There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway...