Lyric A Bible and A Bus Ticket Home

(Craig Wiseman/James Dean Hicks)

Mamma s tears fell so easy
Daddy s handshake was strong
Then I climbed aboard that Greyhound
Eighteen and glad to be gone

Took a rented room on broadway
As I unpacked everything I owed
I found a note my mamma left me
With a Bible and a bus ticket home (It said)

One will get you where you re going
When you haven t got a prayer
And one will bring you back son
If you re dreams ain t waiting there
You re out on your own now
We won t be there to fall back on
But you know we re never farther
Than a Bible and a bus ticket home.

The years have come and gone and taken
The only things in life I ever counted on
But I m going back tomorrow
To lay flowers on their stone.

I can almost hear my mamma calling
Saying son come back where you belong
You ve got all you need to get here
A Bible and a bus ticket home

One will get you where you re going
When you haven t got a prayer
And one will bring you back son
If you re dreams ain t waiting there
You re out on your own now
We won t be there to fall back on
But you know we re never farther
Than a Bible and a bus ticket home.