a bible and a bus ticket home

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, 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.