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Route 3 Box 250 D Songtext
von Randy Houser

Route 3 Box 250 D Songtext

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

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