Randy Houser - Route 3 Box 250 D lyrics
[Randy Houser - Route 3 Box 250 D lyrics]
I'd like to say it was perfect
Growing up was a fairytale
But Hollywood don't make no movies
About a house up on wheels down a dirt road
Mississippi tucked back in the trees
Route 3 Box 250 D
Well the man my mama married
Had a mean streak in his blood
And when he took to drinking
He'd take it out on us
And I could hear my mama crying
That made it hard to sleep route 3 Box 250 D
That's where I became a man
Long before my time
And since I left I ain't been back
But, I go back in my mind
Thank God for Buford Bailey
He had a pond he'd let me fish
That's where I'd run off to
Every chance I'd get
And I would pray that God was listening
And He'd come rescue me route 3 Box 250 D
Then one day
My uncle pulled up in a pickup truck
Loaded up everything
Wasn't much but it was everything
I'd like to say it was perfect
That growing up was a fairytale
But Hollywood don't make no movies
About a house up on wheels down a dirt road
Mississippi but that's what made me leave
Route 3 Box 250 D
Growing up was a fairytale
But Hollywood don't make no movies
About a house up on wheels down a dirt road
Mississippi tucked back in the trees
Route 3 Box 250 D
Well the man my mama married
Had a mean streak in his blood
And when he took to drinking
He'd take it out on us
And I could hear my mama crying
That made it hard to sleep route 3 Box 250 D
That's where I became a man
Long before my time
And since I left I ain't been back
But, I go back in my mind
Thank God for Buford Bailey
He had a pond he'd let me fish
That's where I'd run off to
Every chance I'd get
And I would pray that God was listening
And He'd come rescue me route 3 Box 250 D
Then one day
My uncle pulled up in a pickup truck
Loaded up everything
Wasn't much but it was everything
I'd like to say it was perfect
That growing up was a fairytale
But Hollywood don't make no movies
About a house up on wheels down a dirt road
Mississippi but that's what made me leave
Route 3 Box 250 D