Route 23 (Wayne Hancock) When I read this morning's headlines, I saw your name And it mentioned just two others that share your fame In another fourteen days you would have married me Now there's nothin' but a cross out on Route 23 I walked that stretch of pavement where you breathed your last Ran my fingers through the gravel and the broken glass They told me not to come here, but I had to see All that's left of what once was mine on Route 23 Well I'm goin' to your funeral, then I'm goin' away Without you here beside me it's no use to stay Everything I had ain't nothin' but a memory And a cross marks the spot out on Route 23