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